Une lettre à ma femme pour tout lui expliquer

If you leave before me
Promise me, by a sign
To tell me where you are going
To tell me what's going on
If you stay yourself
And if you see me live
If I am the first
So as not to scare you
I will come and slip in
When you fall asleep
In the hollow of your warmth
A thrill in a dream
You will know it's me

A letter to my wife
To explain everything to him
To tell him that I love him
As much as on the first day
That I'm still here
That I haven't changed
Otherwise fatigue
And some illusions
Who have gone astray

A thrill in a dream
If I leave before you
A smile on your lips
You will know it's me

A letter to my wife
By chance during a trip
To tell him that there is no
Of history to forgive
That I have never seen
Eyes as pretty as hers
Otherwise, it was a long time ago
A face and a name
Who have faded away

A letter to my wife
To tell him in two lines
That it is the only one in the world
Who really loved me
Who knew how to understand everything
Before I even think about it
Including my silences
And some illusions
Who flew away

A thrill in a dream
If I leave before you
A smile on your lips
You will know it's me