Comme Joe Dassin [English translation]

We always met in that hotel

As if it were our first date

The carpets and pastel-colored walls

Made us smile every time

Like in a song by Joe Dassin

We needed very little

A few cigarettes and a bottle of wine

We made love until morning

[Chorus]:

But just in case, I send you kisses

Every time I think back to Quebec

Hoping that a little gust of wind

Brings them to you as a reminder of the time

When we were lovers

In the cafes on Saint-Jean Street

Even if we already knew

That our story made no sense

I remember that winter day

In that bistro in Petit Champlain

You spilled a lot of tears into your beer

When we said it was the end

Like in a song by Joe Dassin

I left with my misery

How long is the road of destiny

When you have to step on your heart

[Chorus]

When I saw you that morning on the street

It must have been at least ten years ago

If you pretended not to see me

You gave yourself away by turning around

Like in a song by Joe Dassin

We smiled, lowering our eyes

Then we each went our own way

As if it were a final goodbye

[Chorus] x2

• Artist:Les Cowboys fringants
• Album:Que du vent