Dans le monde entier [English translation]

Throughout the world, this night is the same

as so many other nights when the sun disappears,

when so much happiness coexists with so much distress,

so many things are dying while others are born,

so many things are dying while others are born.

But tonight, you aren't there,

tonight you won't come,

and you are so faar from me

I'm afraid you're forgetting me already.

What's it matter then to know more or less

if others, tonight, love each other or perhaps are sad,

if others challenge each other or come together at last?

Nothing matters except that you are far away

and that, tonight, I know nothing of you.

• Artist:Françoise Hardy
• Album:Mon amie la rose (1964)