Un peu d'amour ou d'amitié

You who are alone and asking
For a little love and friendship
A little warmth for your soul
For you all alone, I want to sing
The radio is the accomplice
Of a secret between you and me
And on the airwaves, I slip in
To bring you a little joy
You in your boat on the sea
You in your distant village
Got an insurmountable problem?
Come on, lay it on the table?
Let it pass, let it pass
And the time, and the time
And the time, and the time
Will sort it out for you
Okay, okay, good

I don’t want you to regret
The suns you’ve missed
I promise you festive nights
Ah, but those, don’t let them slip away
And your room is like an island
Where you must have often cried
Around you, there’s the city
Grab your boat, let’s raise a glass
Raise a glass to the sailors on the sea
To the guys from the distant village
To all their insurmountable problems
Come on, lay them on the table
Let it die, let it die
And the time, and the time
And the time, and the time
And the time
Will sort it out for us
Okay, okay, good