I like it a lot. To me it sounds like a confession from a woman who is fully in love, almost painfully in love. If you ever feel like that for a man who says and proves his love to you, most possibly, the next stage is sincerity and mutual eros. And if you enter this next stage don't light a cigarette, you both will explode.

C'est quand on ne sait pas si la maladie ou la remède est pire. Ça passe souvent dans l'amour.

Salut Sarah , Wystan as fait la bonne traduction de la chanson ( "A Wystan" tu peux dire ,que tu n'est pas natif peut etre les autres ne savent pas ;) ) . Moi je ne suis pas natif ;) mais a mon avis,ces paroles ici refletent une maladie , un attachement degoute et pas l'amour salutaire . c'est une dependance irrationnel et debile .La chanteur a tombe amoureuse jusqu'au maladie ... Si cet homme ne l'aimes pas , il ne merite pas tous ca , si il l'aimes il reviendra .Mais ce supplice exagere n;est pas rationnel !

This song was actually written and originally sung by Serge Lama. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAAiLGBexxk

I don't know if my translation is as good as the one on the link estella provided [Cherry know what I was about to say, so I won't bother :P], but I think it is always easier to have it actually written out, so for the non-French speakers here: I do not dream any more I do not smoke any more I don't even have a story any more I am dirty without you I am ugly without you Like an orphan in a dormitory I have no more desire To live out my life My life ends when you leave I have no more life And even my bed Becomes an empty railhead When you leave I am sick Thoroughly sick Like when my mother went out in the evenings Leaving me alone with my despair I am sick Totally sick You arrive no-one ever knows when You leave no-one ever knows where And that will soon be two years Since you f&%#ed off As if to a peak As if to a crag I am attached to you I am tired, I am drained From making myself seem happy When they are there I drink every night And all the whiskeys Leave the same taste in my mouth And all the ships Are flying your flag I don't know where to go anymore, you are everywhere I am sick Thoroughly sick I pour my blood into your body And I am like a dead bird When you sleep I am sick Totally sick You have deprived me of all my songs You have emptied me of all my words You know, I had talent Before your skin This love is killing me If it goes on like this I will collapse, alone with myself + words I love you All I am sick I miss you You are my other I still believe in it The difference The letter Love Adagio Hunched over my radio Like a sad idiot Listening to my own voice about to sing I am sick Thoroughly sick Like when my mother left me in the evenings And left me alone with my despair I am sick That's it I am sick You have deprived me of all my songs You have emptied me of all my words And my heart is thoroughly sick Cut off with barricades You hear I am sick