Libertine
FARMER Mylène Lyrics

Cendre de lune, petite bulle d'écume
I am like a pile of ashes or a small bubble of foam drifting along, without a clear direction or purpose.

Poussée par le vent, je brûle et je m'enrhume
I am being pushed around in life, unable to control my own fate, and often suffering the consequences of my actions.

Entre mes dunes reposent mes infortunes
My past mistakes and regrets weigh heavily on me, like a burden that I carry around with me wherever I go.

C'est nue, que j'apprends la vertu
It is in moments of vulnerability and exposure that I am forced to confront my own morals and values, and learn to be a better person.

Je, je suis libertine Je suis une catin Je, je suis si fragile Qu'on me tienne la main
I am a free spirit who lives by my own rules and desires, but at the same time, I am also vulnerable and in need of someone to hold onto and guide me.

Fendre la lune, baisers d'épine et de plume
I am caught between conflicting emotions and experiences – moments of intense passion and excitement, but also moments of pain and suffering.

Bercée par un petit vent, je déambule
I am constantly moving and changing, swayed by the whims of the world around me and never truly settled in one place or mindset.

La vie est triste comme un verre de grenadine
Despite the moments of joy and ecstasy that I experience, life can also be overwhelmingly sad and disappointing, like something that is meant to be sweet but is ultimately unsatisfying.

Aimer c'est pleurer quand on s'incline
I have learned that love is not always easy, and that true intimacy and vulnerability involves risking pain and heartbreak.

Quand sur mon corps tu t'endors Je m'évapore Bébé tu dors et moi j'attends l'aurore Quand de mes lèvres tu t'enlèves Un goût amer Me rappelle que je suis au ciel
Even when I am with someone I care about and feel close to, I can still feel disconnected and alone, lost in my own thoughts and fears. And even the moments of pleasure and ecstasy can be tinged with sadness and regret.

Mon corps a peur, la peau mouillée, j'ai plus d'âme Papa, ils ont violé mon cœur
Despite my bravado and apparent strength, I am deeply vulnerable and wounded by the traumas and abuses I have experienced in my life, and I cry out for someone to help and protect me.