Ça casse [English translation]

...

There's no telling the words we swore

to each other for life.

I long for the time when we believed in them.

This morning, however hard I try

to meet your gaze and find light there,

everything gets drowned in a thick fog.

Something is off.

It's breaking up.

However hard we try to make love,

it's the most bitter war

that has us in its grip.

It's breaking up

like a crystal vase

against metal.

Fatal issue.

Shards of stars.

All these efforts to end up there.

What are we going to do with it?

Get rid of it or split it between us?

Too late or too early, is it ever possible

to turn back the clock?

When your life is nothing but regrets

something is off.