A tientas [English translation]

I think of past autumns,

I think of winters that came back.

Without you, it's not the same.

I looked for my exile into your eyes,

I follow your footsteps, I'm groping about.

Tell me: where do they go to?

I wanted to cry

for you and me

one more day.

The Moon hides her glance and I...

...I want to win her heart.

As you see, everything remains the same.

A low crying, a bitter crying,

a desperate crying at last, and I...

...I still can't cry.

And I wanted to dream

for you and me

one more day.

And I'm not afraid to cry out

your name in the dark

in this exile that

you've made me share.

Like a knife edge:

thus is the way I follow now, sweetheart,

I won't come back.

And I wanted to cry

for you and me

one more day.

I wanted to dream

for you and me

one more day.