Petite Sirène [English translation]

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The city is still asleep,

Your story is just beginning.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The day is waiting outside,

In the mist of the fountains.

This morning is so bright,

This silence is so sweet

The words of the men are floating in the air,

Everyone has an appointment.

The whole night is over,

Dug on our cheeks.

You tear everything of a trait of light,

And that's the sudden life...the sudden life.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The city is still asleep,

Your story is just beginning.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The day is waiting outside,

In the mist of the fountains.

It is obvious that you have just come from among the angels

You're as beautiful as them.

It is obvious that our manners are bothering you,

And these lights that are everywhere, as well.

All those ghosts that touch you,

Those hands that shake you,

This whiff of cold air into your mouth.

It's the sudden life...the sudden life.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The city is still asleep,

Your story is just beginning.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The day is waiting outside,

In the mist of the fountains.

Look, you're coming like a queen,

Just at daybreak,

With your porcelain echo,

Your call for help.

As a signal that crumbles,

This time which runs away in its turn,

At first the hours, the days, the weeks,

And then the years of love ...

The years of love.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The city is still asleep,

Your story is just beginning.

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The day is waiting outside,

In the mist of the fountains.

Cry no more, little mermaid,...

Cry no more, little mermaid,

The day is waiting outside,

In the mist of the fountains.

• Artist:Francis Cabrel
• Album:D'une ombre à l'autre