La Fille Qui M'accompagne
Francis Cabrel
The Girl Who Accompanies Me
She talks like the water from fountains
Like the mornings on the mountain
Her eyes are almost as clear
As the white walls from the depths of Spain
The midnight blue of her dreams attracts me
Even if she knows the words that tear apart
I promised to never lie
To the girl who accompanies me
In the depths of her mirror games
She has captured my image
And even when I am far in the evening
She puts her hands on my face
I burned all my old memories
Since she has my heart in sight
And I keep my new images
For the girl I travel with
We swore the words of model children
We will always stay away from giant whirlpools
She will never take my heart for a hotel
I will say the words she expects
She knows the islands I think about
And the other half of my secrets
I know another night is coming
When I hear her necklaces slide
One day I will build an empire
With all our moments of pleasure
So that nothing will ever separate me
From the girl who accompanies me
We swore the words of model children
We will always stay away from giant whirlpools
I will never take her heart for a hotel
She will say the words I expect
She knows the islands I think about
And the other half of my delusions
She already knows that between her and me
The more space there is, the less I breathe