Respire Fort Lyrics English (with Translation) – Jeanne
Jeanne writes lyrics for ‘Respire fort’ that mix raw honesty with poetic introspection. The artist collaborates with Mendelevitch and Noé Trystram to compose a melody that mirrors the chaos of overthinking. Together, they create a track that dives into the noise of the mind and the silence of the crowd.
Released: July 1, 2025
Respire fort
Jeanne
Lyricist
Jeanne, Mendelevitch, Noé Trystram
Composer
Jeanne, Mendelevitch, Noé Trystram
Respire fort Lyrics English Translation by Jeanne
The songwriter describes a moment of panic in a crowded room, asking, ‘Am I in the wrong, for thinking way too much?’ She uses vivid details like ‘shards of glass filling up my lungs’ to show the physical toll of anxiety. The lyrics highlight the struggle to breathe while everyone else seems unaffected.
Figée au milieu de la fouleFrozen in the middle of the crowd,
J’étouffe mais tout l’monde s’en foutI’m suffocating, but no one seems to care.
Chacun ses névroses et ses doutesEveryone has their own neuroses and doubts,
Chacun respire ou bien s’essouffleeveryone breathes or runs out of air.
J’ai essayé de prendre l’airI tried to catch my breath,
Enlever les ongles de ma chairto pry these fingernails out of my flesh.
Mes pensées dans une cage en ferWith my thoughts locked inside an iron cage,
Dans mes poumons y a comme du verreand shards of glass filling up my lungs.
Et quand tout redescendAnd when it all calms down,
On se sent si stupidewe feel so stupid.
VideEmpty.
Mais ça reprend encoreBut then it starts all over again.
Et je respire fortSo I’m breathing hard,
Pendant qu’ils s’endormentwhile they’re all drifting off to sleep.
Suis-je en tortAm I in the wrong,
De réfléchir trop fortfor thinking way too much?
J’angoisse à mortI’m panicked to death,
Et je respire fortand I’m breathing hard,
Pendant qu’ils s’endormentwhile they’re all drifting off to sleep.
J’perds le nordI’m losing my bearings.
Mais que fait mon corpsBut what is my body doing?
Il s’affole encoreIt’s going into panic mode again.
J’angoisse à mortI’m panicked to death,
Figée au milieu de la fêtefrozen in the middle of the party.
J’étouffe j’suis pas encore prêteI’m suffocating, I’m not ready for this yet,
J’suis perdue dans leurs cigaretteslost in the smoke of their cigarettes.
Je plane au-dessus de leur planèteI’m hovering high above their planet,
J’ai essayé de plus pensertrying not to think anymore.
Me rendre sourde et puis danserTo make myself deaf and just dance,
Laisser l’élan me guiderletting the momentum guide me.
Mais j’ai peur j’sais pas où je vaisBut I’m scared, I don’t know where I’m going.
Et quand tout redescendAnd when it all comes down,
On se sent si futilewe feel so futile.
VideEmpty.
Mais ça reprend encoreBut then it picks up again,
Et je respire fortand I’m breathing hard.
Pendant qu’ils s’endormentWhile they’re all drifting off to sleep.
Suis-je en tortAm I in the wrong,
De réfléchir trop fortfor thinking way too much?
J’angoisse à mortI’m panicked to death,
Et je respire fortand I’m breathing hard,
Pendant qu’ils s’endormentwhile they’re all drifting off to sleep.
J’perds le nordI’m losing my bearings,
Mais que fait mon corpsbut what is my body doing?
Il brûle encoreIt’s burning up again,
J’angoisse à mortI’m panicked to death.
Ah-ah-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah
Mais ça reprend encoreBut then it starts all over again,
Et je respire fortand I’m breathing hard.
Pendant qu’ils s’endormentWhile they’re all drifting off to sleep.
Suis-je en tortAm I in the wrong,
De réfléchir trop fortfor thinking way too much?
J’angoisse à mortI’m panicked to death,
Et je respire fortand I’m breathing hard.
La nuit vaut de l’orThe night is worth its weight in gold,
The ‘Respire fort’ lyrics address the suffocating weight of anxiety. Jeanne’s song captures the tension between staying present and losing control in a chaotic world.
