Jardin D'hiver

I would like some green sun
Laces and teapots
Photos of the seaside
In my winter garden
I would like some light
Like in New England
I want to change the atmosphere
In my winter garden
Your floral dress
Under the November rain
My hands running
I can't wait for you anymore
The years go by
How far is the tender age
No one can hear us
I would like some Fred Astaire
To see a Latécoère again
I always want to please you
In my winter garden
I want to have lunch on the ground
Like along the clear gulfs
Kissing you with eyes open
In my winter garden
Your floral dress
Under the November rain
My hands running
I can't wait for you anymore
The years go by
How far is the tender age
No one can hear us