Les Baisers perdus [English translation]

There are kisses that get lost, Kisses that hang around.

Like the gray cats

On the roofs of Paris

Who are living out their lives.

There are kisses that get lost,

On their way, that end up

Like idiots

Wandering kisses

That sleep under the bridges

Where the Seine soothes

A bit of their pain

They don't save lost kisses anymore.

There are kisses that get lost

Kisses that dream to be stolen

That never risk to go land anywhere

There are kisses that get preserved

in photos, kisses of Doisneau

Me, I am left high and dry

In the gutter

Where love ends

A little each day.

They don't save lost kisses anymore.

Where have they gone

These kisses that get lost

When you are standing before me

Where have they gone

All alone in the world to wait for only you

Tell me

There are kisses that get lost

Kisses that hang around

Like the gray cats

On the roofs of Paris

Who are living out their lives.

There are kisses that get lost

On their way, that end up

Like idiots

Wandering kisses

That sleep under the bridges.

Where the Seine soothes

A bit of their pain

They don't save lost kisses anymore.