Un pont [English translation]

I’m a bridge

I’m the the cardboard girl

We’ll be dancing on the embankment

How many mistakes

I’m a bit

I’m trying the place before better

Making the impasse or the play

Of the misfortune

I’m a bridge

Erected for diversion

That they stretch to the feather

The waiting halls

I’m more than

A bridge so fine screen

Ready to my air and the pie

I’m leaving

I’m a bridge

I’m the dead season

The intermission alone at the balcony

Of amertume

I’m the injury

Of love without impostures

When I stretch miself in understudy

After death already

I’m a bridge

That they borrow backwards

Polite counterfashon

I’ve got the profile

I’m still the one

Who’ll connect

Put in the way, wrongly

I’m obedient

I’m a bridge

I’m the cry without the sound

The brief meeting without effusion

Giving the back

In the end, I am

Only another recreation

Only a lot of consolation

Which you trample

• Artist:Élodie Frégé
• Album:La fille de l'après-midi