Comme eux [English translation]

He dreamt of filling pages with ink

Of writing something new

She would have painted landscapes

And played the cello

Always loving each other more

They found natural:

Her, the oily stains

Him, the cleaning products

She placed her finger on the map

Always somewhere on the hot side

From time to time we should get away

To kiss each other elsewhere

She doesn't see the time passing

They take them so much to heart…to heart

These weekends spent in place

Around a bouquet of flowers

Never a cry nor a problem

Everyone can see how much they love each other

No hidden compartments or double dealing

Nothing but the smooth surface

Nothing but two-sided sticky tape 1

Oh to be like them…

They dream of a peaceful room

A few toys in the centre

No matter where or what style

The town centre or the suburbs

From time to time we should get away

One day, he’ll write a bit

She knows where she’s stashed the map

For the days when things are going to be better

Never a cry nor a problem

Everyone can see how much they love each other

No hidden compartments or double dealing

Nothing but the smooth surface

Nothing but two-sided sticky tape

Oh to be like them…

1. They stick together like two very sticky things!

• Artist:Francis Cabrel
• Album:Hors Saison