Sur ma peau [English translation]

My gaze, which gets lost

in the mist,

a voluntary shipwreck

beneath the foam.

I've gone through all my nights alone,

(with) your smile at the bottom of my soul.

My memory (cast overboard) in the sea,

I drift

like a child

without bearings.

I get drunk on divining

your star in the sky,

your smile,

on the brink of tears.

On my skin,

I have signed my promises,

engraved just beneath the surface of the words

my vows of youth.

On my skin,

nothing fades away,

and even if everything passes,

I swear to embrace my promises

or to leave my skin.

Eyes turned towards the land,

I want to live

where the horizon grows light.

I'm finally going to follow

the current of new ideas

which vanities condemn.

On my skin,

I have signed my promises,

engraved just beneath the surface of the words

my vows of youth.

On my skin,

nothing fades away,

and even if everything passes,

I swear to embrace my promises

or to leave my skin.

It's on my skin...

On my skin,

I have signed my promises,

engraved just beneath the surface of the words

my vows of youth.

On my skin,

nothing fades away,

and even if everything passes,

I swear to embrace my promises

or to leave...

On my skin,

I have signed my promises,

engraved just beneath the surface of the words

my vows of youth.

On my skin,

nothing fades away,

and even if everything passes,

I swear to embrace my promises

or to leave my skin.

• Artist:1789, les Amants de la Bastille (Musical)
• Album:1789 : les Amants de la Bastille