beautiful (and depressing) song…this is from france’s version of american idol…from the season i watched when i was in paris
tu m’as privée de tous mes chants
tu m’as vidée de tous mes mots
pourtant moi j’avais du talent
avant ta peau…
cet amour me tue si ça continue
je crèverai seule avec moi
près de ma radio comme un gosse idiot
j’écouterai ta propre voix qui me chantera…
(you deprived me of all my songs
you emptied me of all my words
however, before you i had talent
before your skin
this love will kill me
i will burst by myself
near my radio, like a childlike idiot
i will listen to your proper voice that sings to me…)
