Lettera [English translation]

My love, I miss you

It’s been awhile since

I’ve seen your cute face turn up on the horizon

My love, I miss you, I’ve even forgot your name

Your memory is a calanque*, my whole body is a piece of cloth.

And when love isn’t enough, dancing just doesn’t do it either

And there I am, throwing myself into the heart of the pouring rain

as it beats down on me.

I’m waiting for you, in my Nike’s, and I begin to lose my mind.

If I can just have a kiss I will wait for you in my socks

My love, I miss you,

Damn, Paris is ugly without you.

With Anne Frank’s journal I might go to Saint-Denis

To be your Lara Croft, my handsome man, my strong man, my Shaft.

I would lock my construction paper heart in a loft.

I would turn my life a sitcom,

A little like on the Boardwalk at Cannes.

@happiness.com, even if the cardboard box breaks.

So that you’ll finally notice me,

The somewhat silly girl that I am,

Get ready, I’ve arrived in Cupid’s hideaway.

My love, I miss you,

They’ve locked us up here.

We have to dance the French CanCan or else we’ll be eliminated.

I feel like bawling

Look at me, a buffoon on frigging reality TV

Here, there’s no hiding place to sit down and cry.

In a close up, or on the late night re-cap

I won’t be much to look at

And then you, my love, will not come get me

With this mascara endlessly running down my face.

My love, I miss you,

Results are in, the public has voted

A check-mark at the bottom corner of the TV

My love, I miss you, and on the notecard it reads:

“Miss, you are full of live, good for you…

but you’re fired.”

So perhaps now forever, I’m going to end it all

Make a noose as a last resort since the windows are all locked up

And then you, my love, you’ll have other fish to fry

Than to play “The Young and the Restless” with me,

The girl who is only good for channel surfing

• Artist:Camélia Jordana
• Album:Camélia Jordana