Mylene's song, "Des Larmes", with an English interpretation and subtitled. Live photos are from Mylene Farmer's Paris concerts of June 2019. Here are my equivalencies. DES LARMES And in my prison of glass, i don't know what to do anymore I can be as blindfolded as nobody else Fearful eyes lest they abandon me, and then there for the sentiments Turn a deaf ear to compliments, i feel alone there Let's go, i'm getting married My soul sister is the crowd i bathe into It's the end when we're in the pine box, getting up every morning The worm is in the apple, i've a fright, everything knocks me out Diluvian, Baudelaire's abyss, i read it all It's done we don't care, it's my life Become one with my bed, loving you, where are you ooh ooh? Some tears, some tears some tears, some tears Of pain, of joy there on my cheeks, criss-cross, criss-cross Criss-crossing Some tears, some tears, some tears, for what? What good is living if you're not there I isolate myself, isolate myself, isolate myself And in my prison of glass, when i don't know anymore I embrace life like no one else Even if the god of fear abandon me But there again, as for sentiments, if i still have them for a long time There i feel alone a flight for Toulouse To the sacred chorus of the crowd i dive into It's the end, when we're in the wooden box, getting up every morning The worm is in the apple, i have a fright, everything knocks me out It's a blues, Baudelaire's abyss, i read all It's done we don't care, it's my life Become one with my bed,loving you Where are you ooh ooh? Hope you enjoyed it and thank you. Cheers+T'I's