Un Ange
Carla Bruni
An Angel
Some lucky days, it happens that we come across an angel
And then it takes us under its wing for a moment
Some fierce days, when in the bite of anxiety
An angel sometimes, somewhere awaits us
And we can't help
Wanting to possess it
Keep it close to us
And we can't help
And we can't help
Wanting to imprison it
Just to keep it for ourselves
Cruel is the absence, anxious and fragile the existence
Like an autumn leaf flying and flying in the wind
Bitter is the wandering, so frail and faded the hope
But behold, angels truly exist
And we can't help
Wanting to imprison it
Keep it close to us
And we can't help
Dreaming of kissing it
And dreaming of loving it
Beware of each encounter, for angels look like everyone
Their silky invisible wings to our eyes
Beware of each encounter, it might be an angel showing up
And then beware of not falling in love
And then beware of not falling in love
