Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
The lights that flicker out here
light up in the night.
I already seem to hear them
like a heart that beats.
Ah ah ah ah
No sooner has the celebration ended
in the rhythm of the night,
than in each sound,
in each footstep,
I am back—
me.
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Night is woman, the night
is a woman, the night
with its tears and its joys,
life is like that.
It is a woman, the night
that loves as much as it forgets
and that loses every time.
I am like that, I think.
Ah ah ah ah
The smallest of its sighs
has something to say:
love for which one does not wait
or even that disappears.
Ah ah ah ah
With these four notes,
we will meet again
to sing together
like a heart that beats.
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Night is woman, the night
is a woman, the night
with its tears and its joys,
life is like that.
It is a woman, the night
that loves as much as it forgets
and that loses every time.
I am like that, I think.
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah...