Si Tu La Croises Un Jour
Francis Cabrel
If You Meet Her One Day
She didn't like my two-room living room
You who travel if you meet her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me
Tell me if she still wears
In her hair her essences of love
And all my dreams on her lips
But promise me
Don't get too close
If you touch
The bronze of her skin
You'll lose your mind, you'll lose your mind
Without suspecting
I held her very tight
Even today
My eyes burn, they burn
She, she has the age of long-haul journeys
Arab princes and love marriages
Free slaves, stories to follow...
I often only came back every other night
And my friends were curious people
Hard to follow, tell her, I'm learning to live again
But promise me
Don't get too close
If you touch
The bronze of her skin
You'll lose your mind, you'll lose your mind
Without suspecting
I held her very tight
Even today
My eyes burn, they burn
She didn't like my two-room living room
You who travel if you meet her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me
Tell her that for her I would give
My last breath and even the next one...