Cécilia [1970] [English translation]

Cilia, your bed is too hard

Yet we have beautiful dreams there

Oh Cecilia, your wine is too sweet

But I love its taste on your lips

Cilia, when you’re twenty years old

You have all the time in the world to be faithful

Oh Cecilia, when you’re not

I won’t blame you

You are beautiful and in your room on the sixth floor

When we make love I’m in the seventh heaven

And so what if from time to time

The flowers you get are from someone else

Cilia, your bed is too hard

Yet we have beautiful dreams there

Oh Cecilia, your wine is too sweet

But I love its taste on your lips

You are beautiful, you’re twenty years old

And you love me only to pass the time

And the time passes and the season

Will come when I will only have the key to your house.

Cilia, your bed is too hard

Yet we have beautiful dreams there

Oh Cecilia, your wine is too sweet

But I love its taste on your lips