Le Vieil Amant [English translation]

My love I thought

With naivety

That just one sprig of lily of the valley

Would bring you back

So I regained

One or two sonnets

To call you back

To call you back

To me my love

Through this nice day

Of Spring I let drop

Near your feet

One sprig of lily of the valley

But it shriveled up

Waiting for this kiss

That will never come.

The month of May

Made fun of me

This year

I let flow too many emotions

This time the month of May

Laughed at me

This year

I let flow too many emotions

This time

This time

The time is gone

Not too slowly

Here I am waiting for you

Like an old suitor

Here I am regretting

Facing the few crumbs

An old love story

Which is absurd

My love I thought

With naivety

That one sprig of lily of the valley

Will bring you back

So I regained

One or two sonnets

That you’ve never liked.

Chorus

I wanted, I admit,

To dance cheek to cheek

I confess I was dreaming

Make you spin

Breathe this fresh air

Watch glowing

The face of a love

That has never seen the light of day.

My love I thought

With naivety

That one sprig of lily of the valley

Will bring you back

So I regained

One or two old sonnets

I know, you hate sonnets

I know

Chorus