L'Orient-Express [English translation]

We want their paradise,

two wings on the back

to fly away from here.

You see, nothing's too beautiful.

Everyone has their own way

to take off into the heights.

And who cares about the exterior

as long as it comes from somewhere?

Me, my dream is on time.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

When everything hurts me, I disappear.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

I no longer have an address, no longer have regret.

And from West to East, I forget the rest.

The Orient Express.

An outward journey with no return,

no weapons and no baggage.

Like those who live off love

with their heads in the clouds,

me, I'll be travelling.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

When everything hurts me, I disappear.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

I no longer have an address, no longer have regret.

And from West to East, I forget the rest.

The Orient Express.

I'll go and mix with the people

until I find my place

and from Paris to Istambul,

I'll dream of first class.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

When everything stresses me out, me, I say goodbye.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

of a hand, a gesture — you'll see, I'm leaving.

The Orient Express awaits me at the platform.

When everything attacks me, I disappear.

The Orient Express awaits us at our platform.

Like a promise, me, I'd wait for you.

And from West to East, I forget the rest.

The Orient Express.

• Artist:Natasha St-Pier
• Album:Natasha St-Pier (2008)