Le saule [English translation]

Without you

I tried to make myself dizzy

To chase after delights

Without you, without you

But it was nothing

But confetti in my hair

My eyes were

Filled with tears

And I stand there, unmoving

Uprooted from you

I'm cold, I'm cold

I'm cold since I don't lean on your shoulder anymore

I'm an inconsolable willow

I'm an inconsolable willow

The most distraught of trees

Love, war, what does it matter to me?

I love you, I love you

I have a thousand leaves to write you on

To talk about my life without you

To tell you, to tell you

To tell you things that mean 'always'

I need you

So far away from me

Irreplaceable

All the bubbles of French champagne

Can pop here, under my branches

Without you, it's just water

Salt water, tears

You see, I am not funny

I'm an inconsolable willow

I'm an inconsolable willow

The most distraught of trees

Love, war, what does it matter to me?

I love you, I love you

I'm an inconsolable willow

The most distraught of trees

Love, war, what does it matter to me?

I love you, I love you

I'm an inconsolable willow

The most distraught of trees

Love, war, what does it matter to me?

I love you, I love you

• Artist:Isabelle Boulay
• Album:États d'amour (1998)