Au café de la paix
Thomas Fersen
At the Café de la Paix
Appointment
At the brewery
Of the Café de la Paix.
I will wait for you.
I wear a neutral
Colored felt hat
And my overcoat
Is not shiny either.
I will place my newspaper
On the bar in front of me.
I will place my newspaper,
You will recognize me.
If you're late,
Past the quarter
I will have a half
To drown my boredom.
If you're late,
Until the evening
I will have a serious one
To drown it better.
I will fold my newspaper
On the bar in front of me.
I will fold my newspaper.
You will recognize me,
Lalala.
We will go
Wherever you want.
You will take my arm
Like before.
We will go see our street,
Our room on the sixth floor.
All that no longer exists
But we will go anyway.
The announcement in the newspaper
Was published a month ago.
If you read this newspaper,
You will recognize yourself,
Lalala.
We will go see the Seine
And the heart of Paris...
My cardboard house
At the Pont Marie...
We will go see elsewhere,
We will go make a fortune...
We will go see elsewhere
Because it's time.
The chairs are on the tables.
It's the end of the fable.
I will place what's left
On the bar in front of me:
Three nails and a vest button.
You won't recognize me.
The night embraces the sky,
The night embraces the sky.
Come on, my nightingale,
Life is beautiful.