Les nuits sans toi [English translation]

When they sing

their tender songs,

the nights without you.

How long they are,

lost in the shadows,

the nights without you.

The hours cry,

the joys that die,

so far from you.

The nights awaken me

when I sleep,

awaiting your footsteps.

I seem to hear

someone passing in the street,

lagging behind in the shadows;

his lost steps,

as if at a crawl,

weeping my pain--

the nights without you.

When you are here

and the seconds

from another world

sing for me,

sing the hours

while you remain

here, up against me.

The night awakens me

when you sleep

in my arms.

I seem to hear

someone passing in the street,

lagging behind in the shadows;

his lost steps,

as if at a crawl,

weeping my pain--

the nights without you.