Translation of Révérence from French to English
Today, when I watch a series
I see in my face
That the actors have gotten younger
And that all at once, just like that
I want to find my past
One day, without a thought
To aspire to serenity
To show impartiality
I want to relive those summer evenings
Those made of absurdities
I missed the good years
I like to think about it
I want to live these rough mornings
These after party hangovers
Because even if the memory is anchored
I'm upset that my childhood has taken its bow
I mourn adolescence and its existential crises
Give me back the first kiss of a holiday love
It's my turn, I take my chance
Don't tell me phrases like
"It was much better before"
I find it too discouraging to believe
The past is better than the present
I want to see the teenager
And his heartache at 16
Prevent him from leaving childhood
To be without seeing it in the wrong way
I want to relive those summer evenings
Those made of absurdities
I missed the good years
I like to think about it
I want to live these rough mornings
These after party hangovers
Because even if the memory is anchored
I'm upset that my childhood has taken its bow
I mourn adolescence and its existential crises
Give me back the first kiss of a holiday love
It's my turn, I take my chance
I'm upset that youth is a loan that is given to us
Disappointed that it leaves us in exchange for wisdom
I mourn the first verses without a hint of distress
It's my turn, I take what's left
I want to relive these precious moments
When everything was wonderful
When everything was just a game, less ambitious
I want to relive these dangerous moments
Not caring if they're painful
To rush in even if it's a mess
I'm upset that my childhood has taken its bow
I mourn adolescence and its existential crises
Give me back the first kiss of a holiday love
It's my turn, I take my chance
I'm upset that youth is a loan that is given to us
Disappointed that it leaves us in exchange for wisdom
I mourn the first verses without a hint of distress
It's my turn, I take what's left