En apesanteur [English translation]

I manage to slip in

Just before the doors close

She says me "Which stage"

& Her voice makes me leave the terra ferma

So

Numbers dance

Everything gets mixed up

I'm in face-to-face with an angel

Weightlessness

May the seconds be hours

Weightlessness

May we can be alone

In this elevator

She tidies up her hair

My heart is on the edge of my eyes

& Without looking at her I feel the warmth

Of another language

So

My eyes are riveted

On stages

May nothing stops that journey

Weightlessness

May the seconds be hours

Weightlessness

May we can be alone

In this elevator

In this elevator

I manage to slip in

Just before the doors close

Weightlessness

May the seconds be hours

Weightlessness

May we can be alone

In this elevator

Weightlessness

May the seconds be hours

Weightlessness

May we can be alone

In this elevator