Ce n’est qu’un jeu traducción al Inglés

Lace handkerchiefs on the men's parquet floor
The usual promises of a surrendering body
Words of love carved on the bark of an oak tree
The golden medallions beneath the fountain waters
All those stolen glances, those movements of the hair
To love, to be loved, to play with fire

It's just a game, a game, a game
Love and chance, it's a dangerous game
But it's a game, a game, a game
According to the rules of the art, those of time and place
It's just a game

A secret meeting arranged in hushed tones.
All the discreet kisses exchanged in the mirrors
These expectations, these delays, this hint of jealousy
Hiding like a star, far from the paparazzi
And these bodies brushing against each other, this unfamiliar thrill
To believe oneself to be the leading role in forbidden pleasure

It's just a game, a game, a game
Love and chance, it's a dangerous game
But it's a game, a game, a game
According to the rules of the art, those of time and place
But it's a game, a game, a game

According to the rules of the art, those of time and place
Those of time and place
It's just a game