Julie [English translation]

Long, long, long, morning train journeys

At St Lazare station, Julie is already dreaming in the aisles

Blonde, blonde, blonde, a beige scarf, 1 metre 63,

She's simply dreaming that someone will take her to the cinema

Julie is pretty but she is single

She is single because fate is in a huff with her

She is pretty, Julie, but solitary

A lost cry in the emptiness, celibate

Long, long, long are the days that go by

And the hours are just as long

She dreams in her office, it's already four o'clock

Of course she has had lovers for one night

But Julie is just waiting for a long love story

Julie is pretty but she is single

She is single because fate is in a huff with her

She is pretty, Julie, but solitary

A lost cry in the emptiness, celibate

He must be there, somewhere,

She often thinks about it at night

He who, without knowing it,

Is thinking of her at the same time that she is thinking of him

Two lives thrown to destiny

Who despite their giggles and their friends

Are looking for each other in this chaos

And are waiting to finally meet

Julie is pretty but she is single

She is single because fate is in a huff with her

She is pretty, Julie, but solitary

A lost cry in the emptiness, celibate

Long, long, long are the train journeys

When someone suddenly smiles at her

Maybe it's a false hope,

But maybe it's him.