Mistral gagnant [English translation]

To sit on a bench with you, for 5 minutes,

And look at the people (passing), if any, (lit.: as many as there are)

To talk to you about the good times that are gone, or (that) will come back,

Squeezing your small fingers in my hand

Then feed the stupid pigeons

Pretend at kicking them

and hear your laughter crawling the walls (could mean: tearing apart the walls, but I think 'crawling' is what is meant)

[Your laughter] that, most of all, knows how to cure my injuries

To tell you a bit about how I was (mino?? anyone who can help here?)

Those fabulous sweets that we stole at the shop (marchand=shopkeeper)

Car-en-sac, Mints, one-franc-a-piece caramels (These are all particular kinds of sweets)

While the mistrals are swelling (Don't know if I express myself correctly here. The mistral is a hot southern wind, well known and a bit feared by farmers in certain regions in France)

To walk in the rain again with you, for 5 minutes

And look at life, as much as there is (I think 'life' here means people being busy on the streets, just as in the first stanza)

To tell you about the (whole) world, while devouring you with my eyes (lit.: eating)

To talk a bit about your mother

And jump in the puddles to make her grumble

To muddy our shoos, and not care about it

And to hear your laughter, as one hears the sea

To stop, and start again backwards

To tell you, most of all, the (carambars?) of yore and the (cocos bohères?) (I don't know these words, but considering the context, these must be sweets too, 'carambar' = bar of caramel, 'cocos' = coconut candy?)

and the real roudoudous that cut our lips ('roudoudou' is a lolly inside a shell)

and marred our teeth

While the mistrals swell

To sit on a bench with you, for 5 minutes,

And look at the setting sun

To talk to you about the good times, that died, and I don't care

[To] tell you that we're not the bad guys

That if I seem (lit.: am) mad, it is only about your eyes

Because they have the advantage of not being alone (lit.: of being two)

And to hear your laughter fly away as high

As the bird's cries do

To tell you at last that one (maybe 'we' is what is meant) must love life

And love it even if Time is a murderer

who takes away with him the children's laughs

While the mistrals swell

While the mistrals swell