And the dead leaves in the wind
Between the blades of the Moulin Rouge
Always wander over time
Like the chanteuses in Pigalle
I will sing a love song
A vaguely retro atmosphere
Although with an upturned nose
Comedian or extravagant I will be
Tragicomic acrobat
Poised on the city
Love song
A moment of time
A corner in time
Love song
Stray sentiment
A violent shiver
I will sing once more
To the moon that has always spied on me
Rhapsody that is tinged with blue
On the smile a subtle irony
An incredulous lyric
Easy song
Love song
It awakens inside
The desire for a moment
Love song
Stray sentiment
A violent shiver
Love song
A moment of time
A corner in time
A souvenir
A souvenir