MT Complainte ( see translation at the bottom )

I fell in love with your arms, she said.
T’avais besoin d’affection
Surtout je me dis
Y te fallait par-dessus tout,
quelqu’un sur qui passer ta douleur.

J’veux pus que tu m’craches
ton fiel à la gueule.
On était pas dignes de l’amour
Maintenant ce qui nous reste
C’est la rancœur.
À se dire qu’on est mieux tout seul.

La vie t’a causé tant d’affliction
C’t’une arme qu’il te faut
Pour tuer le mal dont on fait les héros
Change ton herbe pour la faux
Pis coupes-toé de ta tête sacrament !!
Et cesse d’arracher des cœurs

I can’t fall in love with your harm I said
chaque mot injuste que tu lançais
devenait pierre que j’ajoutais à mon camp retranché
Jusqu’à être complètement barricadé
I can’t fall in love with your harm I said

MT Lament

I fell in love with your arms, she said
All you needed was affection
Especially I thought
What you were after above all,
Was someone you can throw your pain at

I don’t want that you spit
Your gall at my face anymore
We weren’t worthy of love
All we have now
Is resentment
And we say to ourselves
That we’re fine alone

Life gave you so much affliction
You really need a weapon
To kill the pain which we made the heroes
Change your grass to a scythe
And damn it, cut yourself from your head !!
And stop tear out hearts

I can’t fall in love with your harm I said
Each time you said a wicked word to me
I was putting one more brick
to my entrenched camp
Until I’ll be entirely barricaded
I can’t fall in love with your harm I said.