Le baiser sans prénom [English translation]

I was a stranger,

you were a stranger,

yet me informal,

you so informal

so informal.

One impromptu evening

our mouths being sociable

that night we kissed.

I've often dreamt of meeting you again

I've dreamt of meeting you again.

And you, do you still think

of that kiss that we had one day,

Me I admit to you that I often dream of it,

a small part of my mouth remained on your lips.

This beautiful kiss with no first name

settled like a butterfly.

What do they become, the people we meet

who change our lives without exchanging words?

I was the passenger,

you were the passenger,

on this trip on a stolen kiss,

you thoughtless.

Where are you today,

tell me who you were.

DO you sometimes come to go back

there, in this memory,

yes there, to remember.

Yes, you still think

of that kiss what we had one day

Me I admit to you that I often dream of it,

a small part of my mouth remained on your lips.

This beautiful kiss with no first name

settled like a butterfly.

What do they become, the people we meet

who change our lives without exchanging words?

Perhaps we may as well know nothing

about these fine gifts of chance

these lovers of nights with no follow-up,

whare do they go afterwards?

And you, do you still think

of that kiss that we had one day,

Me I admit to you that I often dream of it,

a small part of my mouth remained on your lips.

This beautiful kiss with no first name

settled like a butterfly.

What do they become, the people we meet?

Perhaps, at this very moment

perhaps, at this very moment

you think of that too.

• Artist:Calogero
• Album:Liberté chérie