Текст и перевод песни Alice - L'etranger

L'etranger

Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis? ton père, ta mère, ta soeur ou ton frère?
Je n'ai ni père, ni mère, ni soeur, ni frère. Tes amis?
Vous vous servez là d'une parole dont le sens m'est resté jusqu'à ce jour inconnu.
Ta patrie? J'ignore sous quelle latitude elle est située.
La beauté? Je l'aimerais volontiers, déesse et immortelle.
L'or? Je le hais comme vous haïssez Dieu. Eh! qu'aimes-tu donc, extraordinaire étranger?
J'aime les nuages, les nuages qui passent, là-bas, là-bas, les merveilleux nuages!
Chi ami sopra ogni cosa, dimmi uomo enigmatico?
Tuo padre, tua madre, tua sorella o tuo fratello?
Non ho né padre, né madre, né sorella, né fratello.
I tuoi amici? Usate una parola il cui senso fino ad oggi mi è rimasto ignoto.
La tua patria? Ignoro sotto quale latitudine si trovi. La bellezza?
L'amerei volentieri, dea e immortale.
L'oro? Lo odio come voi odiate Dio.
Eh! ma allora che cosa ami, straordinario straniero?
Amo le nuvole, le nuvole che passano laggiù, laggiù, le meravigliose nuvole!

The Stranger

Who do you love the most, enigmatic man, tell me? Your father, your mother, your sister or your brother?
I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother. Your friends?
You are using a word there whose meaning has remained unknown to me until this day.
Your homeland? I do not know at what latitude it is located.
Beauty? I would love it willingly, goddess and immortal.
Gold? I hate it as you hate God. Ah! What do you love then, extraordinary stranger?
I love the clouds, the clouds that pass over there, over there, the wonderful clouds!
Who do you love more than anything else, tell me enigmatic man?
Your father, your mother, your sister or your brother?
I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.
Your friends? You are using a word there whose meaning has remained unknown to me until this day.
Your homeland? I do not know at what latitude it is located. Beauty?
I would love it willingly, goddess and immortal.
Gold? I hate it as you hate God.
Ah! But then what do you love, extraordinary stranger?
I love the clouds, the clouds that pass over there, over there, the wonderful clouds!