We say I was born on the coldest day in the world We say I was born with a frozen heart It even looks like I was carried to the end of my belly At the top of the hill that overhangs the city And it's closed There we lived in a funny house A crazy woman's bag by all the inhabitants While she spent her time repairing people She lost it, she broke it, with or without paper Oh Madeleine who used to love so much Oh Madeleine who really loved Oh Madeleine who used to love so much Repairing people Oh Madeleine who used to love so much Oh Madeleine who really loved Oh Madeleine who used to love so much Repairing people Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who really loved Like she put me on the kitchen table I thought for a moment that she wanted to devour me Would she take me for a grilled chicken That one would have forgotten to kill She cut off the skin from my chest Her big chiseled scissors, planted between my bones She slipped a clock in my frozen debris Instead of my frozen little heart Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who really loved Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who really loved Repairing people She told me, my little one, there are three things that I love Oh that you will never have to forget First, don't touch your needles Second, you will have to control your anger And above all, never forget, whatever happens Never let yourself fall in love Because then, forever, at the clock of your heart The big hour hand will pierce your skin The clock will explode, a round buzzer The heart's mechanics will be broken again The heart's mechanics will be broken again Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who really loved Oh Madeleine who used to love Repairing people Oh Madeleine who used to love Oh Madeleine who really loved Oh Madeleine who used to love Repairing people Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine Oh Madeleine