Jardin d'hiver [English translation]

I want green sunlight,

Lace and teapots,

Photos of the seaside

In my greenhouse

I want light

Like there is in New England

I want to change the atmosphere

In my greenhouse

My floral dress

Under the November rain

Your hands, running

I can't wait for you any longer

The years pass,

How far the tender age is

No-one can hear us.

I want some Fred Astaire

To see a Latécoère again

I want to always please you

In my greenhouse

I want to have lunch on the floor

Like along the bright gulfs

Kiss you with open eyes

In my greenhouse

My floral dress

Under the November rain

Your hands, running

I can't wait for you any longer

The years pass,

How far the tender age is

No-one can hear us.