Au Café de la Paix [English translation]

We're meeting

At the bar

Of the Café de la Paix

I'll wait for you

I'm wearing a fedora

Of a neutral color

And my overcoat

Is not shiny, either

I'll place my newspaper

On the counter before me

I'll put my newspaper there

You'll recognize me

If you arrive late

A quarter hour past the time

I'll order a half-pint

To drown my worries in

If you're late

And evening falls

I'll order half a liter

To drown it even better

I'll fold my newspaper

On the counter before me

I'll fold my newspaper

You'll recognize me

La la la la la la la

We will go

Wherever you want

You'll take me by the arm

Like in the past

We'll go see our street

Our room on the sixth floor

All of that is not there anymore

But we'll go all the same

The add on the newspaper

Is one month old

If you read this newspaper

You'll recognize yourself

La la la la la la la

We'll go see the Seine

And the heart of Paris

My cardboard home

By Pont Marie

We'll go wander around

We'll go strike gold

La la la la...

We'll go wander around

Because it is time

The chairs are on the tables

It's the end of the fable

I place what is left

On the counter in front of me

Three nails and the button of a jacket

You won't recognize me

The night embraces the sky

The night clasps the sky

Come along, my nightingale

Life is beautiful

• Artist:Thomas Fersen
• Album:Les ronds de carotte (1995)