Aux débutants de l'amour [English translation]

To the beginners of love, my faith

I have to tell the truth

It won't be more, I hope

That happiness on paper

That flies away, that flies away

And never getting down

It flies away, it flies away

Especially when summer ends

The beginners of love, we see

That they burst out smiles

Because the beginnings have that trick

To give us thinks to dream of

If the flight, if the flight

Goes well as we wanted

Plummet, plummet

Our idyll, the uplift wind

To the beginners of love, the joy

It is, it's real

Lovely dinners there'll be

But it wastes the candle

And flies away, and flies away

The memories from the hearth

And flies away, flies away the past

To the beginners of triangle love

I'd like to say that it'll disenchant

And the time, when the ring

Will seem deceiving,

Which flies away, flies away

Takes risk of falling

It flies away, it flies away

Especially when summer comes

The beginners of triangle love

Or beginners of short-term love

Are going to rethink of that appearance

The happy life will follow its tide

Yet we steal, we steal

The ends of peaceful love life

Everything flies away, everything flies away

A lovely night, a lovely day

To the beginners of love, my faith

I have to tell the truth

It won't be more, I hope

That happiness on paper

That flies away, that flies away

And never getting down

It flies away, it flies away

As of the past

• Artist:Vianney
• Album:Idées blanches