L'enfant des cathédrales [English translation]

That child wasn't from his century

The one of the stadiums and clubs

In the churches, he liked to hide

Not to pray but to sing

He'd wait until being alone

He'd sit next to the big harmonium

And he'd play with doubting hands

Without knowing, heart beating

There, in the cathedral

Under a rain of stars

Voices would answer

Coming from all the ages

He'd invent words

That he didn't understand

And he cried, that child

When hearing his own voice

He is singing tonight

At this big music hall

A strange cathedral

For a strange star

God's music studio is quite far

And he misses his harmonium

The child of the cathedrals

Felt from the stars

He sings songs

Colored by the ages

But please never forget

Even though he now sings of love

He will stay forever

The child of the cathedrals