Pomme - La lavande (English Translation)
[Verse 1]
Your skin is not satisfied
It flows with desire
From too long absences
And from longing, you sigh
[Pre-Chorus]
If I grow weaker
So I can no longer stand
Lay my body here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
[Verse 2]
Your skin always so white
In the sun, will darken
The fruit on this branch
In the sun, will ripen
[Pre-Chorus]
And I am growing weaker
Oh, I can no longer stand
Lay my body here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
[Verse 3]
My skin is not so young
It knows farewells
And under an autumn sky
I close my eyes at last
[Pre-Chorus]
And I am growing weaker
Oh, I can no longer stand
So leave me here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
But if I die now
I will never be twenty years old
Flowers do not really die
They are reborn in the spring
Your skin is not satisfied
It flows with desire
From too long absences
And from longing, you sigh
[Pre-Chorus]
If I grow weaker
So I can no longer stand
Lay my body here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
[Verse 2]
Your skin always so white
In the sun, will darken
The fruit on this branch
In the sun, will ripen
[Pre-Chorus]
And I am growing weaker
Oh, I can no longer stand
Lay my body here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
I want to die now
And be born again in spring
[Verse 3]
My skin is not so young
It knows farewells
And under an autumn sky
I close my eyes at last
[Pre-Chorus]
And I am growing weaker
Oh, I can no longer stand
So leave me here
On top of Ventoux
[Chorus]
And cover me in lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the snow of December
Before the flowers wilt
But if I die now
I will never be twenty years old
Flowers do not really die
They are reborn in the spring