Текст песни Милен Фармер - L' Amour N'Est Rien

I'm obsessed with something awful
And not very verbose
My faint sighs -
They are incorporeal.
I'm at the sky
Kilometres of heaven!
They gave me wings ...
And the angel Gabriel's grave!

I'm obsessed with the worst
A little flesh ...
Pharaonic desire to tremble.
The daughter of an ascetic!
My life - the darkness.
I have no tongue,
No sex - I'm lifeless!

I love it - nothing!
When politically correct,
We love each other very much,
I do not understand,
When we hurt each other.
Love - this is nothing,
When all the sexually correct,
For us, it bores,
We cry until
While life does not stop.
Life - nothing
While she was warm, she was wasting away,
And you my blood pumping a cigarette smoke,
She's beautiful ...
She - honey,
If it is - a drug
Who loves and pursues me!

I'm obsessed with something awful
And not very verbose.
My faint sighs -
They are incorporeal.
In my head
Confusion and jumping.
For me this
There is nothing strange,

I'm obsessed with the worst
And not very verbose.
Part of my
A lunatic laughter.
In my field
Greenhouse effect,

My blood is boiling.
In general, the end of everything.