Les Pas traducción al Inglés

(Françoise Hardy/Alain Lubrano)

Counting steps, pacing, from small steps to giant steps
It doesn't work, nada, nothing
The first steps, the entrechats
Pas de deux don't work any better
Slowly, I leave the nails

To hell with the hemorrhage of time and energy
To hell with the after-effects, I throw it in the trash
References, such as routines
Booster shots, deadly poisons

Counting the blows, the four hundred blows
The blows of fate, counting the dead
Lost battle and closed mouth
Counting the hours, biding your time
Is it time for the blues already?
I quietly take care of my favorites

To hell with the old, vulgar, Manichean refrains
To hell with scanners, indictments
Better to hand over, stop putting off until tomorrow

There is a slightly special scent
Subtle and heady, nothing unusual
It just hurts a little to die in spring
Counting the hours, biding your time
It's almost time for the last blues
I quietly heal my heartbreak

To hell with the old, binary, Manichean refrains
To hell with scanners, indictments
Better to hand over, stop putting off until tomorrow
It's evil for good, it's evil for good.