J'adore Venise [English translation]

At the third double whisky

I almost shouted: "I love Venice!"

A glance behind my shoulder, I know,

He never wants to say no

I turned to the darkness, behind the glass I imagined my home

But there's not one reason to leave

A silk stocking on the bedside lamp

I love Venice!

A slow music pulls you up

and you live a little more

Right at the foot of the bed a newspaper, the question of Algeria

But not even a reason

that I recall

to go away

And three bottles in a row

Then four and laughter

Whatever the hell

I had that night

I don't remember anymore

I felt it was over and the *day was upon me already

And I looked like someone in another place

But I was still there

The motives of a man

They're not pretty

to be proven

The problem is to allow yourself a little of

the best and a little more

He came to the window,

I told him: "I think the darkness is going away"

*so calm, and sitting there

I seemed like I was

still in that place

He came to the window,

I told him: "I think the darkness is going away"

*so calm, and sitting there

I looked like I was

still in that place