Enfin le printemps (Vises mon Jules)

Look at my guy
That little rascal
Who’s been hanging around us
For so long
That we’ve been waiting
Like a bomb, here he is
Here comes spring
All blooming with lilacs
Showing up dancing
Dancing the java
Here’s that punk
To the sound of the accordion
Running wild
Singing the song
Hear how it’s bustling
In every heartbeat
Winter’s packing up
Finally spring...

Don’t sulk now
You’d be a fool
To worry too much
When all over the earth
There’s a little tune
Of revolution
I’ve pulled out for you
My silk dress
My trinkets
To lie on the grass
Listening to the lilies of the valley chime...

Look at my guy
That little rascal
Who’s been hanging around us
For so long
That we’ve been waiting
Like a bomb, here he is
Here comes spring again
All blooming with lilacs
Showing up dancing
Dancing the java
There’s a crowd in the streets
Following the bands
With bare shoulders
And people on the balconies
It’s a celebration for poets
And I love you madly
And it’s spinning in my head
Finally spring...

I’m dizzy in your eyes
I’m soaring in the blue
I see double and it’s better
Look at my heart way up high...
That’s flying a kite
Catch it if you can
My love, my love
That’s running away...
Finally spring!!!