Translation of the song lyrics L'étrangère - Etienne Daho, Deborah Harry

L'étrangère (original)

Downtown there will always be a corner of the wolrd
For the exile of radiant children to lean
Downtown there will always be a piece of great wall
Full of those who like you are rebels, la clandestine
(Yes I’m gonna start)
(Yes I’m gonna start)
Un taxi jaune éventre la nuit et l'étrangère en surgit
Le mascara coule de ses yeux gris et se mélange à la pluie
Dans les rues on sent l'énergie bouleversante odeur de vie
Le taxi la dépose au Chelsea où elle venait avec lui
A la radio Call me de Blondie
Contagieuse mélodie
(Call me, Call me)
Ronger sa mélancolie
Downtown il y aura toujours un coin de mur bleu
Pour y adosser l’exil les enfants radieux
Downtown il y aura toujours un goût de mur gris
Pour tous ceux la qui comme toi ne sont pas d’ici
Et dont le destin est d'être clandestin
Carnet de poèmes et croquis pour qui entendra son cri
Champagne et ??
ou barbie et leur douce anesthésie
A la radio Call me de Blondie
Contagieuse mélodie
(Call me, Call me)
Ronger sa mélancolie
Downtown il y aura toujours un coin de mur bleu
Pour y adosser l’exil les enfants radieux
Downtown il y aura toujours un goût de mur gris
Pour tous ceux la qui comme toi ne sont des insoumis
Et dont le destin est d'être clandestin
Downtown il y aura toujours un goût de mur gris
Pour tous ceux la qui comme toi ne sont pas d’ici
Et dont le destin est d'être clandestin
Et dont le destin est d'être clandestin
Downtown there will always be a corner of the wolrd
For the exile of radiant children to lean
Downtown there will always be a piece of great wall
Full of those who like you are rebels, la clandestine
Clandestine
Clandestine

L'étrangère (translation)

Downtown there will always be a corner of the wolrd
For the exile of radiant children to lean
Downtown there will always be a piece of great wall
Full of those who like you are rebels, la clandestine
(Yes I'm gonna start)
(Yes I'm gonna start)
A yellow taxi rips open the night and the stranger emerges
The mascara drips from her gray eyes and mixes with the rain
In the streets you can smell the overwhelming energy, the smell of life
The taxi drops her at the Chelsea where she was coming with him
On Blondie's Call me radio
Contagious melody
(Call me, Call me)
Eat your melancholy
Downtown there will always be a blue wall corner
To back exile the radiant children
Downtown there will always be a taste of gray wall
For all those like you who are not from here
And whose destiny is to be underground
Notebook of poems and sketches for those who will hear his cry
Champagne and ??
or barbie and their sweet anesthesia
On Blondie's Call me radio
Contagious melody
(Call me, Call me)
Eat your melancholy
Downtown there will always be a blue wall corner
To back exile the radiant children
Downtown there will always be a taste of gray wall
For all those who like you are rebellious
And whose destiny is to be underground
Downtown there will always be a taste of gray wall
For all those like you who are not from here
And whose destiny is to be underground
And whose destiny is to be underground
Downtown there will always be a corner of the wolrd
For the exile of radiant children to lean
Downtown there will always be a piece of great wall
Full of those who like you are rebels, la clandestine
Clandestine
Clandestine