Je T'aime Mélancolie : traduction de Français vers Anglais
I watch you
You give me
Your intoxication
Like no one else
I have a desire
To see my life in bed
Like a fixed idea
Every time I'm told
The wound is this
It's that it grows too fast
The bad weed harms
That's when an idea comes to me
To be able to pity myself
It's just my luck
I suffer quietly
I await my punishment
Her mouth is so sweet
I have a desire
To see my life in bed
Like a fixed idea
That haunts me at night, at night, at night
I savor the night
The idea of eternity
The bad weed harms
Because it never dies
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
A long acidic suicide
I love you, melancholy
A feeling that
Leads me to infinity
A mix of the worst, of my desire
I love you, melancholy
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
My soul is also damp
My whole being capsizes
Oh come, I beg you
It's your friend too
It's the elixir of my delusions
I love you, melancholy
I have a desire
To see my life in the air
Every time I'm told
It's a bad weed
And I say that a wild-born
Is worth being esteemed
After all, it often mocks
The "too well" cultivated, and there!
It's just my luck
I suffer quietly
I await my punishment
Her mouth is so sweet
I have an idea
Of morality
Like a sad idea
But that never dies
In short, that's it
To please the jealous
One must be ignored
But there, but there, but there, for once
It's God who planted me, so?
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
In my acidic suicide
I love you, melancholy
A feeling that
Leads me to madness
A mix of the worst, of my desire
I love you, melancholy
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
My soul is also damp
My whole being capsizes
Oh come, I beg you
It's your friend too
It's the elixir of my delusions
I love you, melancholy
I love you, melancholy
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
A long acidic suicide
I love you, melancholy
A feeling that leads me to infinity
A mix of the worst, of my desire
I love you, melancholy
When everything is gray
Sorrow is my friend
My soul is also damp
My whole being capsizes
Oh come, I beg you
It's your friend too
It's the elixir of my delusions
I love you, melancholy