Mais quel amour [English translation]

There are loves that cry, there are loves that sing,

Loves that frighten and loves that tremble,

Platonic loves, it's all in the gaze,

Like a wave of panic that stays a bit out of the way.

There are bogus loves, there are loves to spend the night,

Loves that are made of cardboard but still make a fuss,

There are passionate loves that can't be controlled,

There are prison-like loves it's impossible to escape from.

Chorus :

But you and me, what a love, what a story !

But you and me, I can't believe it anymore !

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

We can't build on water, make history with no ego

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

It's like a symphony, uvanto patso of madness que pa

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

There is no more affection, we hate each other,

No more magic, too bad.

There are tender loves that know how to forgive,

There are stories of love making or of complicity,

The sobs of the violins, as was said by Verlaine,

They cry on my song, I want someone to love me.

Chorus

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

I want a woman who would truly love me

Who would like to have a child.

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

I want a woman who would give me her soul

A woman who would know how to tame me...

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

I'd like a woman who understands, who waits for me,

Who would like to give me a child,

But what kind of love, what kind of love do you want ?

• Artist:Claude Barzotti