Les Amants merveilleux [English translation]

Into the alley,

the street is deserted and nude.

Who feels the wet sky,

the village sidewalk.

I saw two lovers

who were long distant from me.

Captivated by love.

They walked slowly

with the eyes adjacent,

holding each other's hands,

without saying a word.

They didn't see me back,

passing by me,

although their night was beautiful

and joyful.

The marvelous lovers,

the ecstasy in the eyes.

They walked as if they carried

a fabulous treasure.

Close to a miracle:

This enormous luck between them.

We felt their love

better than any sunray

that seemed to illuminate the sky.

To see such happiness,

I was almost as afraid.

I didn't believe to such a similar case.

The marvelous lovers,

the ecstasy in the eyes.

It's very profound that they longed for each other.

They were listening to a melody,

the pathetic melody

of their heart, of their beating hearts.

While they were hugging each other,

hugging on the center of the street,

the night became desolate and empty.

Thus, they disappeared

walking slowly,

in to the night, gone by the wind.

Well, utterly annoyed,

I ran, I ran

to your heart and to your holding arms.

And, in contrast to you,

darling, I figured out

that we also used to be...

...marvelous lovers...

• Artist:Édith Piaf