Toutes les femmes ont un secret [English translation]

Days like innocence and nights like sin,

Like a credo that offends all past laws left behind,

Moments of immense love flying over eternity,

Moments of intense haze where their hearts capsized,

I still have trembling hands and rain in my eyes

When my memory gathers around our farewells.

All women have a secret in the secret of their soul:

A few laughs and a few tears impossible to forget.

That's how women go, strong and fragile at the same time.

When the present disarms them, they flee without being seen,

A morning of celestial blue when time stands still.

On the velvet of a jacket or in a golden look,

They find all the gestures and words that still burn.

Much stronger than sadness, greater than remorse,

I keep you like a dream, like a cry, like a cradle,

Like a well, like the shore where I come to fetch water.

All women have a secret in the secret of their soul:

A few laughs and a few tears impossible to forget.

This is how women go, strong and fragile at the same time.

When the present disarms them, they run away without being seen.

All women have a secret in the secret of their soul:

A few laughs and a few tears impossible to forget.

• Artist:Sylvie Vartan