Julie [English translation]

Long, long, long, the morning trains

At gare Saint Lazare, Julie is already daydreaming in the corridors

Blonde, blonde, blonde, a beige scarf, 1m63

She's simply dreaming of someone taking her to the movies

Julie is pretty but she's alone

She's alone because fate is cross at her

Julie is pretty but solitary

A cry lost in the void, single

Long, long, long are the passing days

And long are the hours

She's daydreaming at her desk, it's four already

Of course she sometimes has one-night lovers

But Julie is simply waiting for a beautiful story

Julie is pretty but she's alone

She's alone because fate is cross at her

Julie is pretty but solitary

A cry lost in the void, single

He is surely somewhere

She thinks about him often when night comes

The one that without knowing it

Is thinking about her at the same time she thinks about him

Two lifes thrown randomly

Who in spite of their laughter and their friends

Are looking for each other in this mess

And hope to finally meet

Julie is pretty but she's alone

She's alone because fate is cross at her

Julie is pretty but solitary

A cry lost in the void, single

Long, long, long, are the trains

When suddenly someone smiles at her

Maybe a false hope

Maybe him