Penelope [English translation]

Half the time to find each other, half to say to each other it's enough

You know how to accept love if you know how to give and that's enough

To get sick, waiting for it to pass

Until what's there doesn't count, only what's missing does

Oh, saying "I'm fine" is the lie I tell most often

Just like money makes us happy

Or how you can be rich without money

Irreversible stories, invisible in summary

Their own symptoms on their own kind

Invisible bruises visible

Life teaches you to be insensitive to those who are sensitive

I met you, we spent years trying again and again under the covers

But loving doesn't mean fucking

Paradise yes

Only the time to get dressed and go

Teach me what it's like

To say goodbye and not turn around to look

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

There's a storm behind the window (oof)

He/she closes the curtains because he/she wants to fuck

Attracted by the rain under which we die

The heart gets smaller the more we grow up, yeah

But maybe I know the idiot

I should grow up and have nothing, dunno

Sew like Penelope* the seven labours of Hercules, never

From paradise to nemesis

Four minutes on foot, yeah

Without telling this story, no, it has no end

Knowing it already, yeah

Knowing it already

Knowing it already

Knowing it already, yeah

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Why do we yearn for that which kills us?

Don't ask me, no

I know how to go on even though I know that I'll make you suffer then

But deep down you're like me

And you grew up like me, alone

And you only want what you don't have, no no noo

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

Teach it to me

Teach me what it's like, teach me what it's like

*. Penelope was Odysseus's wife, who remained faithful to him throughout his absence, despite having many suitors while he was away

• Artist:Achille Lauro
• Album:Pour L'amour [2018]