Les Amants d'un jour [English translation]

I am the one wiping the glasses

At the back of the café

I have too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this setting

So common and boring

I can still picture

Them arriving...

They arrived

Hand in hand

Looking as radiant

As two cherubs

Bringing sunshine with them

They asked

In a happy voice

For a room to love each another

In the heart of the city

And I do remember

That they looked sweetly

At the hotel room

With its yellowed paper

And when I closed

The door on them

There was so much sun

Shining from their eyes

That it hurt me

That it hurt me ...

I am the one wiping the glasses

At the back of the café

I have too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this setting

So common and boring decor

It was body to body

That they were found...

They were found

Holding hands

Eyes closed

Towards other mornings

Filled with sunshine

They were laid down

Together and quiet

In a dug bed

In the heart of the city

And I remember

In the early morning

Closing up

The hotel room

Of the one-day lovers

But they had planted

Deep in my heart

A taste of their sunshine

And so many colours

That it hurts me

That it hurts me ...

I am the one wiping the glasses

At the back of the café

I have too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this setting

So common and boring

There is still outside

The Room For Rent sign…