La Croisée des chemins [English translation]

We run after the times

We dream of a spring

Infinite, we laugh

We return to the moment

We no longer truly know

That which holds us back

Too much desire to find the day

We lose ourselves

We follow the course of rivers

Without end

And without ever being able to touch the light

We turn round, we desire

Without ending

We hold onto the moments

We pedal into the wind

Who knows, at the turn

At the cross of paths

At the shadow of yesterdays

I wait

I know well

Too much desire to find the day

We lose ourselves

We follow the course of rivers

Without end

And without ever being able to touch the light

We turn round, we desire

Without ending

We hold onto the moments

We pedal into the wind

Who knows

Who knows

At the crossing of paths

At the shadow of yesterdays

I wait

I know well

I know well

Too much desire to find the day

We lose ourselves

We follow the course of rivers

Without end

And without ever being able to touch the light

We turn round, we desire

Without ending

Too much desire to find the day

We lose ourselves

We follow the course of rivers

Without end

And without ever being able to touch the light

We turn round, we desire

Without ending

Too much desire to find the day

We hope

At the crossing of the paths

At the shadow of yesterdays

I wait

I wait

• Artist:Hélène Ségara
• Album:Parmi la foule