I don't dream anymore, I don't smoke anymore,
I don't even have a history anymore.
I'm dirty without you,
I'm ugly without you,
l'm like an orphan in a dormitory.
I no longer feel like living my life,
my life stops when you go.
I no longer have a life and even my bed
turns into a train station platform
when you go.
I'm ill,
absolutely ill!
Like when my mother would go out at night and she would leave me alone with my despair.
I'm ill,
absolutely ill!
You come, one never knows when.
You go, one never knows where.
And soon it's going to be two years
that you don't give a damn.
Like to a rock,
like to a sin,
I'm clung to you.
I'm tired, I'm exhausted
from pretending to be happy when they're here.
I drink every night
but all the whiskeys,
to me, taste the same
and all the boats fly your flag.
I no longer know where to go; you're everywhere.
I'm ill,
absolutely ill!
I shed my blood into your body
And I'm like a dead bird when you, you sleep.
I'm ill,
That's it I'm ill!
You've deprived me of all my songs,
you've emptied me of all my words.
Yet I, I had talent before you.
This love is killing me,
if this continues, I will die alone with myself.
By my radio, like a stupid kid,
listening to my own voice which will sing:
I'm ill,
absolutely ill!
Like when my mother would go out at night and she would leave me alone with my despair.
I'm ill!
That's it I'm ill!
You've deprived me of all my songs,
you've emptied me of all my words.
And my heart is completely sick,
surrounded by barricades!
D'you hear? I'm ill!
I noticed that the 2 existing translations of this beautiful song (on this website) could be improved, so I prepared this translation to do the song full justice. (Update: the first of these translations, with which I had the most number of issues, has since been deleted.)