Le Vieil Amant [English translation]

My love, I believed

With such naïvety

That just one lily branch

Could revive our romance

I unearthed a few tomes

A few sonnets of old

Just to call you home

Just to call you home

To me, my sweet love

In the light of the day

Of springtime I had lain

At your feet in the plain

Just that one lily sprig

But it dried to a twig

Never tasting the kiss

That would bridge this abyss

The month of May

Has led me astray

Day after day

Nothing but false hopes in the wake

Of my wait this month of May

Made me a mocking display

Day after day

I cry my sorrows, pine away

In my wait

In my wait

Time has flown and withdrawn

Not a second too long

While I stand here and wait

For your face at the gate

While I nurse my regrets

Reminisce on vignettes

An impossible love

I could never forget

My love, I supposed

So naively, I know

That just one lily branch

Could revive our romance

So I found a few tomes

A few sonnets of old

That you’d never liked, all told

* refrain

I had wanted, it’s true

Just a dance for us two

I confess I had dreamt

Of us spinning in step

In the fresh dewy night

Loving gazes so bright

In the face of a love

That had not seen the light

My love, I believed

With such naïvety

That just one lily branch

Could revive our romance

I unearthed a few tomes

A few sonnets of old

I know, you hate sonnets of old

I know

* refrain

• Artist:Émilie Simon
• Album:Végétal