Belle Demoiselle
Christophe Maé
Beautiful Lady
From the depths of my street a silhouette
Like a sharp noise
Approaches at eye level naked
The silhouette is a girl
National holiday days
Roaring like a squadron
That dominates my mood
I watch her smile at me, I let my guard down
And my eyes to tell me
Chorus
The beautiful lady who I rush to leave
Her walk gives her wings
But I dare not get carried away
If I ever approach her, no doubt
She flies away like a swallow
From the middle of my street the silhouette
Like a cloud drifts away without a sound
So it's serious, it's crowded in my head
Grandpa has the effect of pleasing
It's not really a party yet I seem to please her
What have I done to deserve
This confession
Chorus
I calculate in my head
Grandpa has the effect of pleasing
It's still a party, the fantasy that
Can distract me, I'm not perfect
Thank you, my god, but I draw a line
On this confession
Chorus
The beautiful lady disappears down the alley
Her walk gives her wings
But I dare not get carried away
If I ever approach her
No doubt she flies away
The beautiful lady who I rush to leave
Her walk gives her wings
But I dare not get carried away
If I ever approach her, no doubt
She flies away like a swallow (2x)
