Mon amie la rose [English translation]

We are so few things

And my friend the rose told me so this morning

At dawn, I was born, named the rose

I blossomed

Happy and in love

In the rays of the sun

I closed myself at night

I awoke old

Yet I was beautiful

Yes, the most beautiful

Of all the flowers in your garden

We are so few things

And my friend the rose told me so this morning

See, the God who made me

Made my head bowed down

And I feel I'm falling

And I feel I’m falling, my heart

Is almost bare, I have a foot in the grave

Already, I am no more

You admired me yesterday, and I will dust

Forever, tomorrow

We are so few things

And my friend the rose died this morning

The moon this night, kept vigil over my friend

I, in my dream, saw, dazzling nights

Her soul that danced

Already well seen

Smiling at me.

Believe who can believe

Me, I need hope

Otherwise, I am nothing

• Artist:Natacha Atlas
• Album:Best Of Natacha Atlas (2005)