Desenchantée

A few times in ones lifetime you come across a song that you can relate to and make you feel things, even if you don’t understand it’s lyrics. Myléne Farmer did just that on the 1991 album “L’Autre” and with the song “Desenchantée”. Apart from a great song it also comes with a great video, or rightfully, a movie.

The video is about 2 minutes longer than the actual track released on the album, but it does not matter. It’s just great. I’ve also added a LIVE version of the track from the Mylyenium Tour. I have enclosed the English translation of the lyrics below so that everyone can understand what Myléne is singing.

One thing that is interesting with the song is that it is considered one of the most important songs ever released in France, striking a universal chord with the political and social dissatisfaction of many of the citizens of France.

Kate Ryan did a cover of the song, however i do not really like that version, but hey, it’s my opinion.

Lyrics - Desenchantée (in French) :

Nager dans les eaux troubles
Des lendemains
Attendre ici la fin
Flotter dans l’air trop lourd
Du presque rien
A qui tendre la main

Si je dois tomber de haut
Que ma chute soit lente
Je n’ai trouvé de repos
Que dans l’indifférence
Pourtant, je voudrais retrouver l’innocence
Mais rien n’a de sens, et rien ne va

Tout est chaos
A côté
Tous mes idéaux : des mots
Abimés…
Je cherche une âme, qui
Pourra m’aider
Je suis
D’une génération désenchantée,
Désenchantée

Qui pourrait m’empêcher
De tout entendre
Quand la raison s’effondre
A quel sein se vouer
Qui peut prétendre
Nous bercer dans son ventre

Si la mort est un mystère
La vie n’a rien de tendre
Si le ciel a un enfer
Le ciel peut bien m’attendre
Dis moi,
Dans ces vents contraires comment s’y prendre
Plus rien n’a de sens, plus rien ne va.

English translation :

To swim in turbid water
Following days
To await the end here
To float in the too heavy air
Almost nothing
With which to tighten the hand

If I must fall from top
That my fall is slow
I do not have find rest
That in the indifference
However, I would like to find innocence
But nothing has direction, and nothing goes

All is chaos
With dimension
All my ideals: words
Damaged…
I seek a heart, which
Will be able to help me
I am
Of a desenchantée generation,
Desenchantée

Who could to me impeacher
All to hear
When the reason breaks down
With which centre to dedicate itself
Who can claim
Us to rock in his belly

If death is a mystery
The life does not have anything to tend
If the sky has a hell
The sky can await me well
Say me,
In these head winds how to be caught there
Nothing any more has direction, plus nothing does not go

All is chaos
With dimension
All my ideals: words
Damaged…
I seek a heart, which
Will be able to help me
I am
Of a desenchantée generation,
Desenchantée

Click PLAY to listen and see the video (movie), it’s 8min long, but the magic begins around 1.30min into the clip :

Here is a live version of the same song, but it’s orchestrated differently, but it’s still as good as the album version :

1 Response to “Desenchantée”


  1. 1 Enchanted

    I really do love this song, like you. Its melody as well as its lyrics are simply magical. Here is a translation which I’ve just done myself. :)

    To swim in turbid waters
    Of the coming days
    To wait here for the end
    To float in the oppressive air
    Of almost nothing
    Whose hand is there to hold?

    If I must fall from high up
    May my fall be slow
    I have found no peace
    Except in indifference
    However, I want to rediscover innocence
    But nothing has any meaning, and nothing goes well

    Everything is chaos
    Around me
    All of my ideals: spoiled
    Words
    I seek a soul which
    Can help me
    I’m part of a disillusioned generation,
    Disillusioned

    Who could prevent me
    From hearing everything
    When reason is collapsing?
    To which breast does one pledge oneself
    That can pretend
    To soothe us in its stomach?

    If death is a mystery
    Life has nothing tender
    If the sky has a hell
    The sky can then wait for me
    Tell me
    In these opposing winds, how does one go about doing it?
    Nothing more has any meaning, nothing more goes well

    Everything is chaos
    Around me
    All of my ideals: spoiled
    Words
    I seek a soul which
    Can help me
    I’m part of a disillusioned generation,
    Disillusioned

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