170209 – I’ll be looking looking for a translator

yeah, titles are coming from my inner demon, just ignore him…

You, you

J’ai cherché un sens à mon existence
J’y ai laissé mon innocence
J’ai fini le cœur sans défense

I was looking for my existential meaning
I lost my innocense while doing so
It left my heart defenseless

J’ai cherché l’amour et la reconnaissance
J’ai payé le prix du silence
Je me blesse et je recommence

I was looking for love and recognition
I have paid the price for silence
I hurt myself and start again

Tu m’as
comme donné l’envie d’être moi
Donné un sens à mes pourquoi
Tu as tué la peur qui dormait là
Qui dormait là dans mes bras

You gave
me the need to be myself
Gave a meaning to my why’s
You killed the fear that was
sleeping there, sleeping there
in my arms

You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song
You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song

J’ai cherché un sens, un point de repère
Partagé en deux hémisphères
Comme une erreur de l’univers

I searched for meaning, a landmark
Divided into two hemispheres,
like an error of the universe

J’ai jeté tellement de bouteilles à la mer
J’ai bu tant de liqueurs amères
Que j’en ai les lèvres de pierre

I threw so many bottles into the sea
I drank so many bitter liquors
that my lips turned to stone from them

Tu m’as comme donné l’envie d’être moi
Donné un sens à mes pourquoi
Tu as tué la peur qui dormait là
Qui dormait là dans mes bras

You gave
me the need to be myself
Gave a meaning to my why’s
You killed the fear that was
sleeping there, sleeping there
in my arms

You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song
You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song

Au gré de nos blessures
Et de nos désinvoltures
C’est quand on n’y croit plus du tout
Qu’on trouve un paradis perdu en nous
Oh, you, you, you, you

At the mercy of our wounds
and all our casualties
It’s when we believe in nothing at all
that we find a forgotten paradise within us.
Oh, you, you, you, you

You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song
Like the melody of my song

Tu m’as comme donné l’envie d’être moi
Donné un sens à mes pourquoi (You)
Tu as tué la peur qui dormait là
Qui dormait là dans mes bras

You gave
me the need to be myself
Gave a meaning to my why’s
You killed the fear that was
sleeping there, sleeping there
in my arms

You
You’re the one that’s making me strong
I’ll be looking, looking, looking for you
Like the melody of my song

You

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