Dors mon ange [English translation]

Dawn breaks, what will you do?

Broken heart and aching soul

Without hopes or dreams, somewhere in hell

Your made-up heavens

Beware of danger, your forced wandering

Has made you an easy prey

There are so many traps, deadlocks and curses

That awaits you, so many hazards

So come, my darling

Let your tears fall

And relieve your pain,

Distress and fear

Sleep, my darling

The light will find

And smoothly open

Your heart and soul

The street wakes up, but darkness lays upon you

Like a foreseen disaster

Is it really worth it to make up lies

So that you don't have to think

Your glass prison, with perverse effects

You'll soon have to break it

It's not too late to change your ways

Here, quit, let go of everything

So come, my darling

Let your tears fall

And relieve your pain

Soothe your fears

Sleep, my darling

The light will find

And smoothly open

Your heart and soul

And there she cries, talks about plenitude

Flashes in her head,

Explosions and sliced throats

Make it stop, she yells, i'm so scared

The machine goes wild

And it's bound to hurt

Come, my darling

Let your tears fall

And relieve your pain

Soothe your fears

Sleep, my darling

The light will find

And smoothly open

The way to your heart

• Artist:Françoise Hardy
• Album:Personne d'autre