Comme j'ai mal [English translation]

I tumble to the horizontal

Resign my vertical life

My thinking becomes rigid, animal

Abandon of the I

No more emotion (or agitation - there was an obvious wordplay here)

I feel what separates us

Entrust myself to chance

I live out of myself and I leave

For a thousand seasons, a thousand stars

How I hurt

I won't see anymore how I hurt

I won't know anymore how I hurt

I will be the water of the clouds

I'm leaving you because I love you

I harm myself by being myself

Before the wind scatters us

to the four winds (this is my best try at dealing with all these expressions...)

I'm making a new beginning

No more center, everything leaves me indifferent

I withdraw from the the brutal world

My memory melts into space

Ode to (the) reason

That fades

I feel what separates us

Entrust myself to chance

I live out of myself and I leave

For a thousand seasons, a thousand stars

How I hurt

I won't see anymore how I hurt

I won't know anymore how I hurt

I will be the water of the clouds

I'm leaving you because I love you

I harm myself by being myself

Before the wind scatters us

to the four winds

I'm making a new beginning

• Artist:Mylène Farmer
• Album:Anamorphosée (1995)