Peut-être a-t-il rêvé [English translation]

He lives very well without her

The town hasn't changed

In the morning, he goes downstairs

As you feed

A small child

His stomach remembers

Then he opens a newspaper

Without really intending it

He doesn't mind this all

A piece of metal

Is stuck in his throat

But he seems to be alive

Maybe he was dreaming

Like in a dream, when you think you can find some gold

In the morning, waking up

There's a bit of melted sun

In the morning

He lives very well that way

Like in a snowflake

Whatever the flask

As long as he gets the euphoria

So he straightens up

Maybe he was dreaming

Like in a dream, when you think you can find some gold

In the morning, the tenderness

It's a body in the sheets,

Sleeping in the morning

He knows that she will come back

The room hasn't been done

Like when she was there

Burn marks of cigarette

On the piece of wooden furniture

Maybe he was dreaming

Like when you think that everything can happen

In the morning, waking up

There's a bit of melted sun

In the morning

• Artist:Raphaël (France)