Tout, rien du tout [English translation]

To whom say what I have?

To whom confide my life?

This life like wrecked

Is it to a woman, a friend

Or a man without his desires

that ruin the friend

Because we search for a support?

Chorus:

All, nothing at all

Almost all, but to whom we can

Say everything?

There is the problem

From where comes that we doubt,

That we redoubt?

Do the people listen to you

Even those that love you?

Who knows to offer their time

For the sole reason of loving

To take a seat, one evening,

And to listen to you, and to listen to you

Chorus

The sad things that we feel

When we feel alone in the world

Who knows to offer their time

For the sole reason of loving

To take a seat, one evening,

And to listen to you, and to listen to you

Chorus

In who to confide when life is

Like broken?

But to talk to whom, but to talk to whom?

• Artist:Cérena
• Album:La tête haute