Les Amants d'un jour [English translation]

I am the one who wipes the glasses

At the back of the café

I have much too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this decor

So banal it makes you want to weep

I still seem to see

Them arriving...

They arrived

Hand in hand

With the air of wonder

Of two cherubim

Bringing the sun with them

They asked

In a tranquil voice

For a roof to love one another

In the heart of the city

And I do remember

That they looked tenderly

At the hotel room

With its yellowed paper

And when I closed

The door on them

There was so much sunlight

In the depth of their eyes

That it hurt me

That it hurt me ...

I am the one who wipes the glasses

At the back of the café

I have much too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this decor

So banal it makes you want to weep

It was body to body

They were found...

They were found

Holding hands

Eyes closed again

Towards other mornings

Filled with sunshine

They were laid

United and tranquil

In a bed dug

In the heart of the city

And I remember

In the early morning

Closing again

The hotel room

Of the lovers of one day

But they had planted

Right in the depths of my heart

A taste for their sunshine

And so many colours

That it hurts me

That it hurts me ...

I am the one who wipes the glasses

At the back of the café

I have much too much to do

To be able to dream

And in this decor

So banal it makes you want to weep

Outside there is still…

Room for rent…