Michel Sardou - Le privilège
Back in 1990 when this song was released, homosexuality was rarely spoken about openly. Heck, it was a big taboo. This song was the first time I heard someone describe it with honesty and emotion. One of my favourite songs. Here is a translation in English.
The Privilege by Michel Sardou
First, I’ll say to her, “Mom,
I don’t want to sleep at boarding school anymore.”
And then I’ll gently slide into
The wreckage left by passion.
Is it an ordinary illness—
A boy who loves another boy?
Is it an ordinary illness—
A boy who loves another boy?
I’ll try to choose my words,
But how do you paint a feeling?
What I know isn’t new—
I’ve known myself for a long time.
Never once drawn
To girls’ eyes or breasts.
In my dreams, I was the doll
Being dressed and undressed.
Is it an ordinary illness—
A boy who loves another boy?
Behind the walls of that school,
Do the grown-ups who spin the carousel
Ever ask themselves the question:
Is there a God who watches over us?
Is this a preference, or a privilege?
What will they say back at home—
A boy who loves another boy?
Is it an ordinary illness—
A boy who loves another boy?
I haven’t slept in two days.
Will they still accept me?
To learn that their child believes
He’s a stranger in his own body...
It’s not like confessing a lie.
Besides, I’m not ashamed of myself.
It’s about bursting the abscess eating at me,
And finally making peace with who I am.
Is it an ordinary illness—
A boy who loves another boy?
Behind the walls of that school,
Do the grown-ups who spin the carousel
Ever ask themselves the question:
Is there a God who watches over us?
Is this a preference, or a privilege?
What will they say back at home—
A boy who loves another boy?
Is there a God who watches over us?
A preference… a privilege.
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