Fleur des murailles [English translation]

Here I am, the stone wall blossom,

and April is my only wealth.

You only have to go away

and I will be left with nothing.

You surround me with your haloes.

My only care is seeing you.

You only have to fly away

and soon I will be flying too.

I only breathe where your heart beats.

You know, what use would be, alas,

in staying if you should leave me

and living if you go away?

Should you leave,

why would I live as the shadow

of this angel who ran away?

Why would I be nothing but night

under an even darker sky?

What do you think shall befall me

should I no longer hear your step?

Is it your life or rather mine

that goes away? I couldn't say.

• Artist:Les Discrets
• Album:Prédateurs