The first one was called Catherine
Tender and all young
Under her blond hair
For me it was baptism
The first I love you
The first thrill
Love is strange at this age
It takes the face
Of innocent games
We stay there on the beach
Always very, very quiet
And yet it’s wonderful
Since we have to part
And to go home fast
When summer goes away
She left without waiting
The month of September
I stayed there
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of a storm
The time of a night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of the clouds
And it’s already over
The second one wasn’t less blonde
To say it all in short
Almost as pretty
It was the entry to the round
To do like everyone else
And to live my life
But why is it already funny
We’re looking for roles
We never laugh again
It's over for the prelude
Already the habits
And already the regrets
We parted without tenderness
Without farewell, without caress
And without much reason
I had the horrible weakness
To endure sometimes
The accordion tunes
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of a storm
The time of a night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of the clouds
And it’s already over
The third one was more than a baptism
Too bad, I confess
She was less pretty
But beauty is one thing
Love is something else
And love is life
It’s wonderful when all changes
You see the angels flying
Then everything embellished
We are full of confidence
Ready for the existence
It can come, life
I was too young or too stupid
Since then, when I think about it
I never understood
That in the middle of the party
Without seeing relevance
I was me who left
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of a storm
The time of a night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of the clouds
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of a storm
The time of a night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of the clouds
And it’s already night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of a storm
The time of a night
Dance the time of a waltz
The time of the clouds
And it’s already over