La groupie du paniste [English translation]

She spends all of her nights awake

Wasting her beautiful future, the pianist's groupie

God, how sad this girl looks

In love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie

She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much

What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed

At night under her pink sheets ?

She spends her life waiting for him

For a word, for a tender touch, the pianist's groupie

In front of the hotel, backstage,

She dreams of an artist life, the pianist's groupie.

She would follow him to hell, and even hell is not much

Compared to being alone on Earth, and she thinks about it in her bed

At night under her pink sheets

She loves him, she adores him

More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.

She loves him, she adores him

It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.

He has rights on her smile

She has rights on his desires, the pianist's groupie

She knows how to stand still

While he plays his frenzies, the pianist's groupie

When the concert is over, she puts her hands on the keyboard

Dreaming that he will take her to spend the rest of her life

Just listening to him

She can understand his music

She can forget that she exists, the pianist's groupie

But God is that girl taking risks

Being in love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie

She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much

What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed

At night under her pink sheets ?

She loves him, she adores him

More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.

She loves him, she adores him

It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.

The pianist's groupie, the pianist's groupie