La maison [English translation]

Your house is right there on the side,

Everything near here your neighborhood.

I come to this discolored doorway,

Old,

Of your house which has aged,

Changed,

And this abandoned garden

Where I see wilted flowers.

That's so completely you,

And this gate, may it always close

locked up well.

I don't know anything more to say,

Your house, it isn't here anymore,

No one lives in a sleeping house;

I say goodbye to this sad sight.

It's your age,

My new sorrow,

Long gone. (LITERAL: very dead)

• Artist:Françoise Hardy
• Album:La question