De glace [English translation]

You can cast the stone

Me, I won't feel anything

For I am made of ice

Oh, I am made of ice

By dint of falling so much,

My soul too weary,

I finally understood

That any faintness eventually goes away

That any faintness eventually goes away

And then there's this music

Which I keep hearing

I know it will be yours

I know it will be mine

The music of the falling star

For it, too, gives way

To the desire of falling down

Always a little lower

Always a little lower

I know that just yesterday

Love was liquified

Somewhere between us two

At the three-quarters of the alley

Will we always remain

By its side, crying

Hoping to someday find again

The ardour of the first days?

The ardour of the first days

You can cast the stone

Me, I won't feel anything

For I am made of ice

Oh, I am made of ice

By dint of falling so much,

My soul too weary,

I finally understood

That any faintness eventually goes away

That any faintness will eventually go away

• Artist:Pierre Lapointe
• Album:La forêt des mal-aimés