Lune [English translation]

Moon,

you who shine your light.

Bright

on the Paris night.

See,

how a man

suffers all for love.

Clear,

solitary star.

So far,

when the day returns.

Please hear.

Up there so high

the cry of the world.

Please hear the cry,

of a man in pain.

For whom

all those million stars.

Don't shine

like those shining eyes.

He loves

with a mortal love.

Moon

Moon,

please don't disappear.

Before

you have time to hear.

Just hear.

How cries

the heart of the human beast.

Please hear the cry,

Quasimodo cries.

He cries for

his heart is full.

His voice

over mountains flies.

So high,

that I know it flies to you.

Moon.

See,

how this man aspires.

To join,

his poor voice with angels.

Moon,

you who shine your light.

For, poets

as they write.

See,

how a man

suffers all for love.

For love.

• Artist:Bruno Pelletier