Le parapluie [English translation]

It was raining hard on the highway

She hurried along without cover

I had with me an umbrella, borrowed

That very morning from a friend

Running over to her rescue

I offered her a little shelter

Wiping the weather off her sweet face

She complied very softly with a “yes.”

A little corner of an umbrella

For a little corner of Paradise

There was something about her of an angel

A little corner of Paradise

For a little corner of an umbrella

It wasn’t a bad bargain, heavens!

Along the way, how sweet it was

To hear with her the tra la la

Made by the water from the sky pattering

Against the roof of my umbrella

I would have liked, as during the Flood

To see the rain fall without end

To keep her there, under my refuge

Forty days and forty nights

But inevitably, even in storm

Roads continue on to each’s country

Soon enough hers appeared, a great wall

On the horizon of my passion

It came time for her to leave

After thanking me profusely

And I saw her figure grow ever smaller

As she gaily vanished into memory