On se cache des choses [English translation]

Your notebooks, reading texts

weren't the reason

I'd come o'er at night, on Sundays

just excuses

It was to perceive the jazz

seizing me whole

when you cross over your legs

from time to time

Pleasure is such a secret

in rosy times

Barely our feelings1awake

we hide ourselves2

It wasn't for you to leave

that I'd tell you

"You can take off now, bye bye

Leave me alone!"

It was for you to reply:

"No, I won't go

I want to spend all my life

into your arms"

Dissensions are mysterious

when life is sweet

Conscient our feelings arise

we hide ourselves2

We veil ourselves

1. for one another2. a. b. lit. we hide things from one another