Nos points communs [English translation]

By the window, I see the days pass by, I like autumn.

The leaves are flying, the lovers dancing, that's what love does.

I don't wait for anything in particular.

I write in my journal alone and my emergencies make me pale.

Under the lime trees I lie and I think badly of the flowers.

By the window, I see summer pass by.

I let myself go, I listen to 'Yesterday'.

Our common points, our common places

Everything in common.

It leaves me with a taste of grief

Like an ache in the gut

Our common points, our common places

All these roses in common

Leave us with a taste for returning

Like love sickness, a love-sick puppy.

At my window I wait for midday to sound and I see

Once more the road to Madison, you're no longer there.

I don't wait for anything in particular.

You left me with a bit of 'Yesterday'.

Our common points, our common places

Everything in common.

It leaves me with a taste of grief

Like an ache in the gut

Our common points, our common places

All these roses in common

Leave us with a taste for returning

Like love sickness, a love-sick puppy.

(String solo)

Our common points, our common places

Everything in common.

It leaves me with a taste of grief

Like an ache in the gut

Our common points, our common places

All these roses in our hands

Leave us with a taste for returning

Like love sickness, a love-sick puppy.

All these things in common, like an ache in the gut.

All these roses in common, like love sickness, a love-sick puppy.