Dans ma rue traducción al Inglés

I live in a corner of the old Monmartre
My father comes home drunk every evening
And to feed all the four of us
My poor mother works wherever she's accepted
Me I'm sick, I stay next to my window
I watch people pass by
When the day disappears
There are things that make me a little scared

In My Street there are women who walk
I hear them whispering at night
When I fall asleep while being rocked
I am suddenly awakened by screams
Whistles, and lurking footsteps, which come and go

And this silence that freezes my all heart
In My Street there are women who walk
And I tremble and I'm cold and I'm afraid
My father said to me one day: "my daughter
You're not gonna stay there forever
You're good for nothing, it's family
So you'd better earn your bread.
Men find you pretty
All you have to do is leave at night
There are a lot of women who earn their living
By walking the sidewalks."

In My Street there are women who walk
I hear them humming and in the night
When I fall asleep while being rocked
I am suddenly awakened by screams
Whistles, and lurking footsteps, which come and go
and this silence that freezes my all heart

In My Street there are women who walk
And I tremble and I'm cold and I'm afraid
And for weeks and weeks now,
I haven't got a home anymore, I have no money
I don't know how other girls do it,
But I couldn't find any customer.
I begged for charity,
For a piece of bread, a little warmth,
I'm not much of audacious girl
But now I'm the one who scare them.

In my street every night I walk
they ear me sobbing in the night
When the wind blows its old song into the dark sky,
My body gets completely chilled by the rain,
I can't take it anymore, I wait God to come and take me, hoping
That he will invite me to warm myself right next to Him.

In My Street there are women who walk
My nightmare is all over now, forever!