Je ne sais pas dire

I can't say "I love you."
I don't know, I don't know.
I can't say "I love you."
I can't, I can't.
I've said it so many times in jest.
We don't joke about those words.
Today, when I want to say it,
I don't dare, I don't dare.
So, I made this music that will tell you better than I can.
For a tear, for a smile that could come from you,
I would do my best and my worst
But I would do anything.
Yet day and night, even when I ache with love for you,
There, simply saying "I love you."
I don't dare, I don't dare,
So, listen to my music that will tell you better than I can.
I know your mouth on my mouth.
I know your eyes, your laughter, your voice.
I know the fire when you touch me
And I know the sound of your step.
I would know, undressed on me,
Among a thousand, which is your bare hand,
But simply saying "I love you."
I don't know, I don't know.
It's too silly, I'm going to say it. It's nothing, those two words
But I'm afraid to see you smile. Especially, don't look at me.
Here, on the piano, I'm going to say it, in love with the tips of my fingers.
On the piano, I could say it.
Listen to me, look at me.
I can't, I don't know,
I don't dare. I love you, I love you, I love you...