J'ai ta main

We're lying down
On the summer grass.
It's late.
We hear lovers and birds singing.

We hear the wind whispering
In the countryside.
We hear the mountain singing.

I got your hand in my hand.
I play with your fingers.
I have my eyes in your eyes
And everywhere, all we see

Is the night, beautiful night, the wonderful sky,
All blooming, throbbing, tender, and mysterious.

Come closer, my love,
Your heart against my heart
And tell me there's no more charming happiness
Than these eyes in the sky, this sky in your eyes,
Your hand playing with my hand.

I don't know you.
You know nothing about me.
We're just two wanderers,
Girl of the woods, bad boy.

Your dress is torn.
I have no more home.
I only have the beautiful season

And your hand in my hand
Playing with my fingers.
I have my eyes in your eyes
And everywhere, all we see

Is the night, beautiful night, the wonderful sky,
All blooming, throbbing, tender, and mysterious.

Come closer, my love,
Your heart against my heart
And tell me there's no more charming happiness.
We forget the adventure and the road and tomorrow
But it doesn't matter as long as I got your hand.
But it doesn't matter as long as I got your hand.
But it doesn't matter as long as I got your hand.