Le premier bonheur du jour
Françoise Hardy
The first happiness of the day
The first happiness of the day
Is a ribbon of sunlight
That wraps around your hand
And caresses my shoulder
It's the breath of the sea
And the beach that awaits
It's the bird that has sung
On the fig tree branch
The first sorrow of the day
Is the closing door
The car that goes away
The silence that settles
But soon you come back
And my life resumes
The last happiness of the day
Is the lamp that goes out