Ma plus belle histoire d'amour [English translation]

From the farthest that i can remember,

The shadow of my past loves,

From the farthest, from the first date,

From the time of the first sorrows,

Then, I was fifteen, barely,

The heart all white, and scratches to the knees,

I was precocious,

From tender loves of kids,

Or from the bites of a mad love.

From the further I can remember,

If since then, I said "I love you"

My most beautiful love story,

It is all of you.

It is true, I have not been wise,

And I have turned a lot of pages,

Without reading them, white, and with nothing on them,

It is true, I have not been wise,

And my warriors of a moment,

Barely seen, already gone,

But through their faces,

It was already your picture,

It was already you and, bare-heart,

I was doing my luggage again,

I took my road again,

And chased my mirage,

My most beautiful love story,

It is all of you

On the long road,

That led to you,

On the long road,

I went with a mad heart,

December wind

Froze my neck,

But December did not matter,

If it was for you.

It was long the road,

But I have done it, the road,

This one that led,

To you.

And I am not a parjury,

If tonight, I swear to all of you,

That for you, I could have done it on my knees.

There should have been more,

Than some bad apostles,

Than winter or the snow on my neck,

For me to lose my patience,

And I soothed my violence,

My most beautiful love story,

It is all of you.

But so much winters or autumns,

At day, at night, and no one

You never were at the rendezvous,

And because of you, losing my hope,

Suddenly, the rage was taking me,

My God, how much I needed all of you,

May the devil take you,

Other people have opened me their door,

Happy, I was leaving away from you,

Yes, I have been unfaithful to you,

But you still came back,

My most beautiful love story,

It is all of you.

I have cried my tears,

But how sweet,

Oh, how sweet it was,

That first smile from you,

And for a tear,

That was from you,

I have cried of love

Do you remember ?

It was a night, in September,

You came to wait for me,

Right here, do you remember ?

Seeing you smile,

Loving you, without saying anything,

It was then that I understood, suddenly,

I had finished my journey,

And I put down my luggage,

You had come to the rendezvous,

No matters what one may say,

I wanted to say it to you,

Tonight, I am thanking you for all of you,

No matters what one can say,

I came here to say to you,

My most beautiful love story,

It is you.

• Artist:Barbara