Le coeur volcan [English translation]

Like a volcano getting old

My heart beats slowly but wildly

The warm lava of your eyes

Is running in my sick veins

I think of you so often

That my reason topples

Like little blue boats would

And even the biggest ships

My reason is being boarded

In an insignificant deserted harbour

All my life has stopped

As all History would

Like a legend fading away

Like a great people declining

Like a dying song

Like the end of hope

My aging volcano heart

Beats slowly but wildly

The warm lava of your eyes

Runs in my sick veins

Like a defeated army

The dark ensemble of my gestures

Makes a ship from the lost time

In the dead sea I'm left with

My aging volcano heart

Beats slowly but wildly

The warm lava of your eyes

Runs in my sick veins

• Artist:Julien Clerc
• Album:1971