It's raining in Nantes
Give me your hand
The sky of Nantes
Saddens my heart
A morning like this one
It was only a year ago
The city already have this pale complexion
When I left the train station
Nantes was then unknown to me
I had never been there
This message was needed
To make me come:
"Miss, be at the rendez-vous
25 rue de la Grange-au-Loup (25 street of the Wolf's-Barn)
Quick, there is little hope
He asked for you ".
At the moment of his last moment
After so many years of wandering
He came back to me right into my heart
His scream tore up the silence
Since he was gone
This vagabond, this disappeared one
Here, he has came back to me
25 rue de la Grange-au-Loup
I remember this rendez-vous
And I engraved in my memory
This bedroom at the end of a corridor
Sitting next to a chimney
I saw four men raising up
The light was cold and white
They were wearing their Sunday clothes
I didn't ask any questions
To these strange fellows
I didn't say anything, but by the way they looked at me
I understood that it was too late
Yet, I was at the rendez-vous
25 rue de la Grange-au-Loup
But he never came back to me
He had already disappeared
There, you know it, the story
He was back one evening
And it has been his last trip
And it has been his last shore
He wanted before he died
To warm-up with my smile
But he died when the night came
Without any fare-well, without any "I love you"
Down the way by the sea
Laid down in the garden of stones
I want him to rest in peace
I laid him down beneath he roses
My father, my father
It's raining in Nantes
And I recall
The sky of Nantes
Saddens my heart