Parlez-Moi D'amour

It's so sweet
My dear treasure
To be a little crazy
Life is sometimes
Too bitter
If you don't believe
In fantasies
Sorrow quickly fades away
It heals with a kiss
From the heart, the wound is mended
By a promise that reassures it

Talk to me about love
Tell me tender things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart never tires of hearing
As long as you always
Repeat those supreme words
I love you

You know well
That deep down
I don't believe in anything
But still
I want to hear
That word
That I adore

Your voice with its soothing sounds
Whispers it softly, trembling
Lulling me with its beautiful story
But despite myself, I want to believe in it.