There isn’t any part of me she does not know 
We’ve been together ‘bout a thousand years or so 
Still almost instantly my love begins to show 
Every time she whispers 

It makes no difference if I’m upon my luck 
When she invites me in my gloom [bad word] unstuck 
I feel the barriers around me [bad word] 
Every time she whispers. 

Tensions dissolve when we touch 
In her arms the world is erased when it’s too much 
All of my deep blue disappears 
As soon as I hear her whisper 

Passion evolves when we touch 
In her arms I measure success counting how much 
Music [bad word] in sighs 
And how many times she whispers my name. 

Love is the weakness that we need to make us strong 
How can a hundred million Frenchmen all be wrong? 
And [bad word] at the mercy of her song 
Every time she whispers.