L'amour, L'amour, L'amour

Love, love, love
That we always talk about

Love
It's a timid spring
A tender light
Or often a ruin

Love, love
It's the pepper of time
A gust of wind
A moonlit grove

Love, love, love
That we always talk about
Love
Puts a nightcap on the night
And the day wears a mask
That wants us to grimace

Love, love
Sometimes it's also
Like the face of another
Who is neither him nor the other

Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love

Love, love, love
That we always talk about
Love
Love is more than once
An empty basket on the arm
The rainbow on two hearts

Love, love
Love is when I love you
Love is when you love me
Without saying it
Without you saying it

Love, love
Love is when you love me
Love is when I love you
Without saying it
Without me saying it