Dans ces moments-là [English translation]

I tried to write a speech

Marion was closing the big house

Manu was complaining like always

The others were smoking on the balcony

Marce and François in suits

Evelyne et GéGé late

Pascale in tears at the corner of the street

I came as soon as I knew

What does one say in times like these

We embrace each other, we don't know

Words are so pathetic

What does one do with one's souvenirs

Our tears and our crazy laughter

When a part of our story disappears

A blue bedroom, not even 16 years old

Your first time... How she was beautiful !

Our bursts of laughter in the hallway

So jealous, you had to see us

The games of chess, the mosquitos

Our huge political debates

Your dirty look to make me shut up

I went too far with your father

What does one say in times like these

We hold each other in our arms

We close our eyes like children

He would have wanted us to laugh

Me to play my guitar

Everyone to sing like before

Sanson's melody

A funny life, a shiver

Just some hints of adolescence

Like children who move forward

It's crazy how they resemble you

We find ourselves in single file

To throw earth on our tears

Even though you got the wrong address

We are all here at the get-together

And now I feel like seeing the sea

Like going down the street the other way

Toward the cafés of our promises

To Cadaquès

Marion looked at me

I smiled at Marco

Laurence hesitated

Paul said yes

Caro threw me the keys

We were already in the car... 4 3 2 1 0

He would have wanted a fanfare

The car to start

Especially us to drive as far as the eye can see

What does one sing in times like these

Even if our hearts aren't in it

We'll follow this street

That continues

• Artist:Patrick Bruel
• Album:Lequel de nous ?