Quand on aime, on aime toujours trop.
Here's a song for lovers who don't care if they don't sleep
If dragonsflies with heavy hearts cut the air like darts
Here's a song for lovers who won't ever have to weep
Clear-sighted eyes and uncried tears all dried out in the sun
You were far too young, dear to get so close to the clouds
No one told you to stay away from pleasure of that kind
You were far too small to step foot outside of your house
Now you saw her dragonflies sting the hearts with darks
Here's a song for lovers who don't care if they bleed
Si tu m'aimais, et si je t'aimais, comme je t'aimerais !