Mon coeur tu es fou

I don’t know what I want
What I search for day and night
With this watchful gaze
And this heart recently broken

Escaped far from my friends
I crawl here in a corner
Where shadows go without a tomorrow
My heart wanders in its insomnia

Yeah, my heart, my heart, you’re crazy
Burned by so much hate
Without me screaming, without anyone pitying me
I live with a fierce and sweet fire
I live with a fierce and sweet fire
Without me screaming, without anyone pitying me
Burned by so much hate
Yeah, my heart, my heart, you’re crazy
You’re crazy
You’re crazy

I hate those people who in front of me
Play at being too sweet
And who behind my back assassinate me
With a hundred whispers of gossip
Those have received my poems
To say more than they should
And to immediately label me
A whore or a crazy problem child

Yeah, my heart, my heart, you’re crazy
Burned by so much hate
Without me screaming, without anyone pitying me
I live with a fierce and sweet fire
I live with a fierce and sweet fire
Without me screaming, without anyone pitying me
Burned by so much hate
Yeah, my heart, my heart, you’re crazy
You’re crazy
You’re crazy

Yeah, my heart, my heart, you’re crazy
You’re crazy
You’re crazy