Dix ans plus tôt [English translation]

If there are words

That made you cry my angel

And others that have outraged you

If there are any ideas

Sometimes disturbing

Oh I've got some that make one dance

Do you remember a slow dance?

Ten years earlier

Ten years already

You wanted to marry me

What a strange idea

You weren't 15 years old

You wanted to make love

How do we make love?

I wasn't a giant

I was pretty embarrassed

What a strange idea

Dancing it's enough

I don't remember how the song ended

I didn't know it had a name

It was the song of happiness

Of an old lover composer

I like stories

That make me drink, without despair

Square melodies

That make one dance

That make one love life

I also like belatedly

A piano bar dying of boredom

All forgotten records

That make us think

That we've already aged

I don't remember how the song ended

I didn't know it had a name

It was the song of happiness

Of an old lover composer

Do you remember a slow dance?

Ten years earlier

Ten years already

You wanted to marry me

What a strange idea

You weren't 15 years old

You wanted to make love

How do we make love?

I wasn't a giant

I was pretty embarrassed

What a strange idea

Dancing it's enough

Do you remember a slow dance?

Ten years earlier

Ten years already

You wanted to marry me

What a strange idea

You weren't 15 years old

You wanted to make love

How do we make love?

I wasn't a giant

I was pretty embarrassed

What a strange idea

You weren't 15 years old

• Artist:Michel Sardou
• Album:La Java de Broadway