Famille décomposée [English translation]

The clothes are folded

A suitcase is out

I think we're going to leave

Yesterday they were screaming

Me, I was in bed

I think we're going to leave

And they don't love each other anymore

What would our life be

What would our links be

If we had taken the same train

I spend nights

In my sorrow

Recreating our lives

Until the morning

I had hoped

That they'd understand each other

And that we'd come back

But now days and weeks

Have passed

And he didn't see me grow up

What if he didn't love me anymore?

What would our life be

What would our links be

If we had taken the same train

I spend nights

In my sorrow

Recreating our lives

Until the morning

• Artist:Amel Bent
• Album:Où je vais