La Vieille [English translation]

It's not tomorrow, tomorrow, old lady

when you'll see your boys again

Who left your house

Sixth floor, courtyard view

For the smiles and for love

We had to visit the old lady again

So many years have passed

We have forgotten the old lady

Life was a marvel

And like other middle-aged

I lost my picture book

So... the past began...

I do not know why

Tonight

I wonder

In which garden do you sleep

Old lady at the end of your trip

In which garden do you sleep

Under which landscape

My old my poor sweet ...

Julien is a hunter in Africa

Pierre I don't know what in America

We were writing to each other occasionally

I think they have did it well

And me, me, it's been a long time that

I do not hear from me

I had women and ideas

The luck was hanged on my neck hanged

They followed me, they left me

I was in the war, I lost

Long I had the insolence

And then ... I got older in silence

I do not know why

Tonight

I wonder

In which garden do you sleep

Old lady at the end of your trip

In which garden do you sleep

Under which landscape

My old lady, my poor, sweet ...

We do not know why

One night

In a room

We don't have the habit anymore

Then suddenly the heart is astonished

Of his loneliness

Which comes like autumn

My old lady, my mother, my sweet ...

• Artist:Serge Reggiani