its a very interesting song. but was by grace jones originally.

got my french friend johanna to translate the french parts for me

Strange, Ive seen that face before,
Seen him hanging round my door,
Like a hawk stealing for the pray,
Like the night waiting for the day,

Strange, he shadows me back home,
Footsteps echo on the stones,
Rainy nights, an hustling boulevard,
Parisian music, drifting from the bars,

Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort,
Tu te prends pour qui, toi aussi tu detestes la vie,

(What are you looking for, meet the death,
Who do you think you are, you hate also life,)

Dance in bars and restaurants,
Home with anyone who wants,
Strange hes standing there alone,
Staring eyes chill me to the bone.

Dans sa chambre, joel et sa valise,
Un regard sur ses fringues,
Sur les murs, des photos,
Sans regret, sans mlo,
La porte est claque, joel est barr.

(In her room, joel and his suitcase,
A Look to his clothes,
On the wall pictures,
No regrets, no words,
The door closed, joel is leaving.)

and she taught me this -
sans regrets, juste un mot... Je t'aime
it means, no regrets, just a word, i love you.