Toi qui regardes la mer [English translation]

You who are looking at the sea

You are alone with your memories,

And despite all the blue, and all the green,

You are sad to die,

But when you close your eyes,

A refrain that talks to you in slang,

Dance your happy days,

With the smell of the metro,

Everyone escapes in his own way,

Everyone's dream is butterfly,

You who are looking at the sea

You do not even see the horizon

You look twenty years back

And it's far, and it's good

Paris exists always

And when spring comes, you can see

The thugs stroll around

Chestnut trees in the boulevards

Eyes fixed on a petticoat

Remember Butterfly

You who are looking at the sky

You are no more than a poor man crushed

Overwhelmed by the weight of the sun

By the weight of the past

But when you fall asleep

In thought you go back there

Here you are in your decor

Your little hotel, your tobacco

Remember Butterfly