Maman [English translation]

Lovers go from bed to bed

In hotels, in parking lots

To run away from all this melancholy

The heart of the cities doesn't look too good

Fits of the blues, phone calls,

Everything will start again in the spring

Except for indelible loves.

Dreams pile up into the subways,

Skyscrapers look down on us

Like a bird behind bars.

I am not all together mentally, mommy.

I've lost the taste for partying, mommy

Look how your daughter's made, mommy.

I find no meaning in my quest.

At the time that bars fill up,

That very time that hearts empty.

Those nights that promises are formed1,

As fast as they wither.

Fits of the blues, phone calls,

Everything will start again in the spring

Except for indelible loves.

Dreams pile up into the subways,

Skyscrapers look down on us

Like a bird behind bars.

I am not all together mentally, mommy.

I've lost the taste for partying, mommy

Look how your daughter's made, mommy.

I find no meaning in my quest

Look how your daughter's made, mommy.

I find no meaning in my quest.

1. lit. are woven

• Artist:Louane
• Album:Chambre 12