Cinq ou six années [English translation]

Along long seventeen year old hair

That I braided from time to time

Glided sometimes bare hands, what did they become ?

Along long nights in half-light

I thought "Here I lapse"

And I waited for the early hours that always came back

Five or six years of hardly nothing, idiotic age, desperate age

Five or six years, I remember, I was clay and fire mixed alltogether

Along this highschool's long hallways where I was bored to death

I used to draw words on the walls without being spotted, of course !

Throughout the long days in black and white

With both hands hidden in my sleeves

I would have given, to be elsewhere, a piece of my heart

Five or six years of hardly nothing, idiotic age, desperate age

Five or six years, I remember, I was clay and fire mixed alltogether

Throughout long dying Sundays, god ! I hated present time

And took refuge in my tower where I was dying of love

Along long clandestine letters that I used to write as a heroine

I secretly imagined that someone was dying for me

Five or six years of hardly nothing, idiotic age, desperate age

Five or six years, I remember, I was clay and fire mixed alltogether

Along long seventeen year old hair

That you braided from time to time

Glided sometimes bare hands, what did they become ?

Along long nights in half-light

I thought "Here I lapse !"

And I waited for the early hours that always came back

Five or six years of hardly nothing, idiotic age, desperate age

Five or six years, I remember, I was clay and fire mixed alltogether

Five or six years, I remember.

• Artist:Jeanne Cherhal
• Album:Charade