Le jardin des larmes [English translation]

Every night I enter with you

In this little garden of tears

Every night, I put my heart

In your chest of flowers

Yersteday, your kiss was made of honey

But the fruits taste like salt

Hello sorrow, everyday

I feel so lonely with you

I hate you, my love

Oh, yes, your punishment, it's me

I am sad all day

From the morning to the evening

Not a single nightingale to sing

And all of this because of me

La, la-la-la, la-la-la

The trees are crying with me

La, la-la-la, la-la-la

Quietly our souls are crying

Every night I enter with you

In this little garden of tears

Every night, I put my heart

In your chest of flowers

Yersteday, your kiss was made of honey

But the fruits taste like salt

It's so quiet in the garden of tears

When the nightingales rest under the stars

It's so quiet in the garden of tears

I enter my little kingdom of tears

In your little kingdom of tears

Every night I cry

It's good for flowers

And for my poor heart

La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la

The trees are crying with me

La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la

Quietly our souls are crying

Every night I enter with you

In this little garden of tears

Every night, I put my heart

In your chest of flowers

Yersteday, your kiss was made of honey

But the fruits taste like salt

Yersteday, your kiss was made of honey

Now, you smile of the sky

It's so, it's so quiet in the garden of tears