De l'eau claire [English translation]

Clear water for your thirst.

On my hand you'll be able to drink

clear water for your thirst.

A pure source that escaped

to disturbing gardens of Eden.

On my heart I was touched.

Clear water that poisons me.

This love weaves the web that imprisons me.

Oh, my heart.

Oh, my heart.

Clear water that burns in my veins

and drags me to the ocean of my sorrow.

Oh, my heart.

Oh, my heart.

The moon wanted to rise,

to tear that veil apart.

Me, to quench

my thirst of you.

In your silver river,

mermaid, you know how

to catch me and submerge me.

I feel it

Is clear water that poisons me.

This love weaves the web that imprisons me.

Clear water, a monsoon of tears.

I have no choice left, I give my weapons away.

Clear water that poisons me.

Oh, my heart.

Oh, my heart.

Clear water for your thirst.

My hand can no longer give you

clear water for your thirst.

Clear water that poisons me.

This love weaves the web that imprisons me.

Clear water that burns in my veins

and drags me to the ocean of my sorrow.

Oh, my heart.

Oh, my heart.

• Artist:Miguel Bosé
• Album:Mordre dan tons cœur (1997)