La p'tite Marie [English translation]

As I crossed the avenue

Someone popped up in my sight

And told me bluntly:

"Did you know the little Marie,

so young, and so pretty most importantly?

Well, she died this morning..."

"But, how? That's horrifying!"

"It's worse than that: it's incredible!"

"Yesterday still... and today..."

"Yes indeed, there... everything is over..."

So then, I think about us,

About the little stories of nothing at all

About the things that take proportions

Only in our imagination.

A big love, is nothing big.

No, really, it is not heavy.

Given that we separate after a fight

And that pride enters the struggle

That each of us leaves on their side

Watch out what can happen to you

I see her again, little Marie.

My God, how pretty she was!

There really are unfortunate fates

She had everything to be happy

Of course, she is not unhappy

But him staying, that is horrific

What will he do with his days

And with his nights, and with his years?

Yesterday still... and today...

Their beautiful story, it is over

So then, I think about us

About the little stories of nothing at all

About the things that take proportions

Only in our imagination.

How did I leave you this morning?

We wanted to act smart

We separated after a fight

And we played the heart-struggle game

So left on your side

As long as nothing happened to you

My God, have mercy on me

Ask me anything

But him, please, don't take him away from me

Oh, my love, you were here

I was talking alone, as you can see

My love, take me in your arms

No, don't say anything, there, be quiet

Do you remember little Marie?

The kid that enjoyed life so much?

Well, she died this morning

Yes, as you say, that's horrifying

It's worse than that, it's incredible

Hold me tight against you

Love... How good I feel in your arms