Mais le matin [English translation]

She is greater than the ocean

But she fits into the cup of my hand

She is so many things at once

You don’t play poker

With a girl like that;

She always holds four kings

But in the morning

When we wake up – she and I

There is so much

Dew on the sheets

But in the morning

When we wake up (word can also mean to arouse) – both of us

We have great big

Circles under our eyes

She puts pink (lipstick) on her lips (play on the word rose)

And flowers on the end of her fingers (in the sense of colour)

She has no need to cheat for that;

The sky is clear when she gets up

Then dark when she goes away;

When she leaves with my dreams in her arms

But in the morning

When we wake up – she and I

There is so much

Dew on the sheets

But in the morning

When we wake up – both of us

We have great big

Circles under our eyes

I know she is hiding her guitars

At the bottom of a wardrobe of dolls

Along with the beginning of our story

And the tatters of her past

And in each one of her footprints

I place my feet

Without knowing where she will take me

But I haven’t much to fear

From her doll-like body

We have so much to share

But in the morning

When we wake up – she and I

There is so much

Dew on the sheets

But in the morning

When we wake up – both of us

We have great big

Circles under our eyes

She is greater than the ocean

But she fits into the cup of my hand

She is so many things at once

You don’t play poker

With a girl like that;

She is greater than the ocean

But she fits into the cup of my hand

She is so many things at once

You don’t play poker

With a girl like that;

• Artist:Francis Cabrel
• Album:Les Chemins de traverse - 1979