N'aimer que t'aimer [English translation]

Some angels in your hair

That have fun and dance

Some looks, to your eyes, some words

Empty words

Some Noah's arks in your Byzance mouth

Some undressed nights, some dreams from the origin

And the life gets a sense (x2)

Refrain:

It's a little that trap of don't love who love you

And the more virgin the land is, the more pressed I feel

All that you desire in defiance of danger

I'm taken from the trap of don't love who love you

One day became old

The sky that get a distance

A God with your image

Beating feet with impatience

A simple thought embellished with your presence

A road is broke till the liberation

And the life gets a sense (x2)

• Artist:Isabelle Boulay
• Album:Nos Lendemains