La vague [English translation]

I need to tell you about it,

since she is so present in me

Describing her is not easy for me

so I will do my best,

if you have a little time

Let me tell you this thing

who's kinda me, but not really

And I don't know how to live with it

but I don't know how to live without

She runs through me everywhere

at any time, make me tell me that I don't want

Think and act against my heart,

think and act for me

I call it my flame,

I call it my wave, soft and docile

Then anger and then rage at the same time,

this tidal wave in me

This storm that makes me say

and do anything

I wonder how do I do it

those who do not explode, who pretend

Which contain themselves,

hold back without ever overflowing

I don't know or lie,

neither my tears nor my rage hold back

Seems that this is love, my love

It's to afford even the knots, even the worst

Seems that this is love, my love

It's to afford even the knots, even the worst

Seems that this is love, my love

It's to afford even the knots, even the worst

Seems that this is love, my love

So I offer you my knots and my worst

I know, I'm no longer fifteen years old,

I should see her coming and even from afar

she isn't really discreet

I'm working on it, I swear that's what sucks

And I learn to suffer and love with it

I would like to be gentle,

be tender all the time,

don't leave on your heart

what beautiful words to hear

I would like to know how to lie when things are wrong

and even knowing how to laugh when I don't want to

I would like to be calm,

more constant sometimes less savage,

less violent, less intense, less ardent

But when it breaks, hello ravages

She takes my voice, my gaze, my face

If she only hurt me

I'm not saying but look,

look at the state of my shore

It's this tidal wave,

this storm in me

which serves my throat and explodes at the same time

Tell me that I am not alone

and above all not crazy

Tell me that I am not alone

and then not crazy suddenly

Seems that this is love, my love

It's to afford even the knots, even the worst

Seems that this is love, my love

It's to afford even the knots, even the worst

Seems that this is love, my love

So I offer you my knots and my worst

So I offer you my knots and my worst

I call it "The wave"

• Artist:Barbara Pravi
• Album:On n'enferme pas les oiseaux