L'instant d'amour [English translation]

Shall we talk about something else

Night is going to close its arms again

I know that love alights

In the grassy hollow of the delta

I will go and wait for it, but stay

Alone one doesn’t approach it

I will go and wait for it with you

Wanting to live from a guitar

Means often eating cold bread

Knocking at people’s doors

It’s often breaking your fingers

The night lights up, listen

It’s the wind who quietly asks

The fog to make a cover for us

But if you don’t want it to come

The moment of love

From the poet who trails

The roads

Where only the dogs

And the wolves wander

If you don’t want it to come

The moment of joy

From the poet who loves you

Don’t answer

He has the night

To bury his pain

We spoke too much of journeys

That I was going to go searching far from you

For tonight make me a cage

With the bars of your arms

The night lights up, listen

It’s the wind who quietly asks

The fog to make a cover for us

But if you don’t want it to come

The moment of love

From the poet who trails

The roads

Where only the dogs

And the wolves wander

If you don’t want it to come

The moment of joy

From the poet who loves you

Don’t answer

He has the night

To bury his pain

• Artist:Francis Cabrel
• Album:Les Murs de poussière