Noir sur blanc [English translation]

Black on white

I write my troubles, nerves on edge,

with no safeguards or pretences,

too often without any preparation...

Black or white,

maybe it's not too late

to leave my ivory tower?

If you go by without seeing me :

The effort would be well worth the price of this last detour.

Too bad, all those unspeakable things, the calls for help

made at night and falling on deaf ears,

if I can hang myself from your neck...

We'll omit

subjects a bit too hot to handle,

which could make my blood run cold

and cause you to leave at a run...

only one black spot:

If you don't like looks

that pierce you through and through

am I going to go by without seeing you?

The effort would be well worth the price of this last affair,

I would pay cash for the cries, the calls for help

made at night and falling on deaf ears

if you came to hang yourself from my neck...

Will you come?

Know that it all

comes down to you.

Will you come?

The effort is well worth the price, I wouldn't turn back,

I would keep the cries for me, and the words of love...

Will you come?

Know that it all

comes down to you.

Will you come?