La rumeur [English translation]

I spent way too much time trying to find her

She came like a child, no need to look for her anymore

Madam and her beautiful sentences, oh, they let themselves be desired

And my heart is hurt at the thought of not touching her

I desire her, it's my most beautiful night, my honeymoon

I desire her, I would make her my wife

So yes, I let the rumor run, I open my heart so I don't fall

so yes I let the rumor die, I bide my time so I don't drown

People say she's happy, but certainly not satisfied

That she's a little too whimsical, a poisoned gift

I don't hear anything, I imagine my life by her side to be beautiful

I can't help it, I'm crazy about her, I want to take her, not leave her

I desire her, it's my most beautiful night, my honeymoon

I desire her, I would make her my wife

So yes, I let the rumor run, I open my heart so I don't fall

so yes I let the rumor die, I bide my time so I don't drown

But I know that one day she'll come, so I don't give up

And during that time I pace, and up whispering to myself

Let the rumor run...yes, let the rumor run so you don't, you don't drown, bide your time

Open your heart so you don't fall

• Artist:Christophe Maé
• Album:On trace la route (Nouvelle édition)