Dans la maison vide [English translation]

I remember well

That musician,

Autumn was there

At the house

I remember well

That musician,

Autumn was there

On his violin

The time has gone

From the violin times

When you were in that house

It's been raining so much

For so many seasons

The violin times are gone

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my summers listening to

This symphony

That was so beautiful

And which reminds me

Of an ended love

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my nights watching

Birds passing by

Like threats

And I hear the autumn coming

I have nobody to wait for

I remember well

That musician,

On a night of farewell at the house

I remember well

That musician,

And the farewell

On his violin

And every year

When the summer ends

I hear the september violin

And the past

Like a symphony

Enters this very room

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my nights listening to

That symphony

Today long gone

And which reminds me

That you were beautiful

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my nights watching

Birds passing by

Like threats

And I hear the autumn coming

Nobody to wait for

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my summers listening to

This symphony

That was so beautiful

And which reminds me

Of an ended love

Me, in that empty house,

In that empty room,

I spend my nights watching

Birds passing by

Like threats

And I hear the autumn coming

Nobody to wait for

• Artist:Michel Polnareff