Si je perds [English translation]

i feel like a second-hand store, i'm the wicked one.

if my children invite me over, i act unsatisfied,

and when they visit me, i'm transparent

i look pale, i sob.

my children clean me, strangers take me out,

in belief that as soon as I see myself, i'll die.

if I lose my memory, don't you be worried,

it's just that my life reached the end of a sad day.

if i lose my mind, don't you be angry

if it's not my home anymore, just leave me in the hallway.

if i lose my grip, and if it makes you worried,

if it makes you feel bad, or if I don't recognize you anymore,

and if I drop the ball, don't you be too pity,

my head is crowded with forgotten faces.

i feel like a used clothing, i pretend to be a mummy*

my children move me around like an old manuscript,

and i have pages falling off, i'm bad-written.

i feel weird, i get dressed way too late.

yes, i think about times when i was racing, without being aware,

against time, without saying goodbye to myself.

if I lose my memory, don't you be worried,

it's just that my life reached the end of a sad day.

if i lose my mind, don't you be angry

if it's not my home anymore, just leave me in the hallway.

if i lose my grip, and if it makes you worried,

if it makes you feel bad, or if I don't recognize you anymore,

and if I drop the ball, don't you be too pity,

my head is crowded with forgotten faces.

if I lose my memory, don't you be worried,

it's just that my life reached the end of a sad day.

if i lose my mind, don't you be angry

if it's not my home anymore, just leave me in the hallway.

if i lose my grip, and if it makes you worried,

if it makes you feel bad, or if I don't recognize you anymore,

and if I drop the ball, don't you be too pity,

my head is crowded with forgotten faces.

• Artist:Zaz
• Album:Recto verso