Not so lost in Translation

Les Collines (The Hills)
Alizée

Pursued
I reach the hills
Gone underground [1]
Released the hunting dogs
Covered my tracks
Disguised my escape
My suitcases are empty
My heart is feels light
Light

Never wanna leave you
Never wanna leave you...
Never ever wanna leave you

New York
I'm sorry
I loved you so...
But I have to go

Endless (shopping) windows
And golden horizons
I want to pass by them
Next to Hesperides [2]
I will think of
Felines, big and shy
Peaceful, pleasures, hurt

Never wanna leave you
Never wanna leave you...
Never ever wanna leave you

My suitcases are empty
My heart is feels light
Light...

Never wanna leave you
Never wanna leave you...
Never ever wanna leave you

[1] Original: j'ai pris le maquis, lit: I've taken (to the) shrubs
[2] Hesperides: In Greek mythology, the Hesperides (Greek: Ἑσπερίδες) are nymphs who tend a blissful garden in a far western corner of the world, located near the Atlas mountains in North Africa at the edge of the encircling Oceanus, the world-ocean.^[1]
(from Wikipedia)

Grand Central
Alizée

That's it
Chucks [1] laced up
Hair tied up
We have arrived

Inside
Oh it's so lovely
Among the echoes
Under the dome

Outside, it's so
Blue, so
Noisy, as usual
We're so small
(I'm hungry,my god, I'm hungry)

Grand Central
Grand Central
The whole world gets off

Two arrows
Gloomy warning lights
Topcoat crossed
Shoulders squared
He's a veteran

The police
Their Adam's apples
It's autumn

The steel towers
42nd street
1000th avenue
Salvation army
Where's the horizon?
It's science fiction

Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting

She waited for a limousine beneath Tiffany's awning
You would think she's president's daughter, a real bitch
A Lucky [2] sizzles under her wide-brimmed hat
She asks me who I know from the East Side [3]

Between her blue and yellow of her eyes, the sun chose
Edie, Edie, girl of straw [4], Edie from the Factory
Edie was the pretty sort of girl

Grand Central
Grand Central
Everyone gets off
Grand Central
Grand Central
Nobody's waiting

[1]Converse All-Stars
[2]Lucky Strike...the cigarette
[3]Upper East is where affluence is found in the Big Apple
[4]Girl of straw, not really sure. Brigitte Bardot has a song titled "Fille de Paille," which seem sto be about a woman who can't be tied down because as soon as her lover asks her to marry him, she'll burst into fire. Hmmm...

Eden Eden
Alizée

We are all the daughters of Eden
We tear through her ashen streets
To the heart of an eternal summer

We are the maidens of Eden
Manor ladies with sealed hearts
Who give in to the fourteenth summer [1]

The dying suns
In these drowning skies
Are my grand farewell

In the very heart of the land
All the young girls are hawks
Shadows slink under bushes

On all the virgin skins of Eden
The doves of Eden fly
And whisper towards the spirit of the place
Their goodbyes

The dying suns
Of these veiled skies
Are my grand farewells

The dying suns
In these drowned skies
Are my grand farewells

The wind drives the sails of Eden
Launching American girls
To battle against inhumane cities

Cover your naked arms, my Eden
In life we part, we break away
We finish alone under the flakes [2]
Oh, farewell

The dying suns...

I promise, I'll call
But I have to go
In the paper's serial drama
Amongst the ships
Amongst the rockets of Eden [3]

[1] Lose their virginity when they're 14? :S
[2] Flocons...flakes of...? stars? dust? ashes? Could be Biblical (ashes to ashes, dust to dust)
[3] Where is Eden?

I kinda feel like this is about the Middle East and the conflicts that are going on their. Hmm