Suffit mon amour [English translation]

A past that left an aftertaste1,

The strange mix of our hearts driven crazy

That's enough, you know

I like quite a lot

Your hands on my skin and you mouth on my neck

It pleases me to please you, besides you, I care for nothing

It pleases me to please you, is it perfect, is it ephemeral?

Enough

Enough, my love

Just tell yourself that today,

My love is enough

Enough

Enough, my love

Just tell yourself that today,

Your love is enough

Quite bored, I must admit,

By the theorems and the false marabouts

That's enough, you know, I don't care

If we're back to back or down on our knees

It pleases me to please you, besides you, I care for nothing

It pleases me to please you, is it perfect, is it ephemeral?

Enough

Enough, my love

Just tell yourself that today,

My love is enough

Enough

Enough, my love

Just tell yourself that today,

Your love is enough

1. Or 'A past with an aftertaste', the line isn't really clear.

• Artist:Emmanuel Moire
• Album:Le chemin