Les valses de Vienne [English translation]

From the bridge of torment

Actresses fall

And in their chromium-plated eyes

Fate has been blurred

At the Café de Flore,

Fauna and flora.

They light up the world

In golden smoke

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes?

Tell me what you’ve done

During these years?

If your words are the same

Tell me if you love me

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes

And of the creaking shutters

Of a provincial castle?

Nowadays when you dance,

Say, what do you think about?

In Ancient Rome,

Romantic souls wander.

Unfaithful love

Is written on software

From the depth of night

Arises boredom

And our childhood sorrows

In the pages of Le Grand Meaulnes [French lit. classic about romantic love and the world between childhood and adulthood]

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes?

Tell me what you’ve done

During these years?

If your words (probably referring to feelings) are the same

Tell me if you love me

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes

And of the creaking shutters

Of a provincial castle?

Nowadays when you dance,

Say, what do you think about?

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes?

Tell me what you’ve done

During these years?

If your words (probably referring to feelings) are the same

Tell me if you love me

Now what becomes

What becomes

Of the Vienna waltzes

And of the creaking shutters

Of a provincial castle?

Nowadays when you dance,

Say, what do you think about?

What do you think about?