Tu verras [English translation]

Ah, you’ll see, you’ll see,

Everything will start again, you’ll see, you’ll see,

Love, that’s what it’s made for, you’ll see, you’ll see

I’ll stop being foolish, I’ll learn my lesson,

On your fingertips, you’ll see, you’ll see,

You’ll have her, your house with blue tiles,

Plenty of hortensias, palmtrees filling the skies,

Blistering winters, near the angora(?) cat,

And I will fall asleep, you will see, you will see,

The task done, laying against you,

With in my attics, my basements and my roofs,

All the dreams of the world

Ah, you will see you will see,

Everything will start again, you’ll see you’ll see,

Life, that’s what it’s made for, you’ll see, you’ll see,

You’ll see my pen … (dont know that word) of sun,

Snowing on the paper the angel of awakening,

I will wake up, you’ll see, you’ll see,

Fully shined on by the sun, ah, the beautiful forced worker,

And I will go wake up the happiness in her sheets,

I will kill her sleep, you will see, you will see,

I will kill (the thing you put the matrass on) …, you’ll see, you’ll see,

And inventing love for you in the heart of my arms

Untill the morning of the world

Ah, you will see, you will see,

Everything will start again, you will see, you will see,

The devil is made for that, you’ll see, you’ll see,

I will act like a criminal, you’ll see, you’ll see

I will drink like a hole and who will live will die,

You will pick me up in your eyes of pinkness (?)

And I will insult you in broken glass,

I will be really angry, you will see, you will see,

Against you, against everyone, and mostly against myself,

The gate of my heart will sulk, will jump,

Cause powder and lighting, that’s made just for the rats,

Invading the world

Ah, you will see, you will see,

Everything will start again, you’ll see, you’ll see,

Mozart is made for that, you will see, will hear,

You will see our child shining of sweat,

Fall asleep gently in the shadows of his sisters,

And come back to us viguourously,

You will see my friend in the bones of my arms

Break because of the fine happiness of feeling helped

You will see me, darling, putting on brightnesses

And you will see all those who we thought dead

Regain their breath and life in the flesh of my voice

Untill the end of the worlds

Ah, you will see, you will see

• Artist:Claude Nougaro