Un peu l'amour [English translation]

Every day, in the morning

We walk on the same path

The people of the village are laughing

I know they've understood

You love me, but you didn't tell me anything

You pick for me bouquets

Of wild flowers and blueberries

And when I smile at you

You smile back

But you never know what to tell me

I am waiting for you to talk a bit about love

The wild flowers live forever

But I die a little every day

Waiting for you to talk a bit about love

To court me a bit

To make love to me a bit

A bit of love

A bit of love

In the autumn, we will go

To pick up berries in the forest of Anon

If it's cold, in the evening

You will cover my shoulders

With a big shawl and your hand will caress me

I am waiting for you to talk a bit about love

The wild flowers live forever

But I am dying a little every day

Waiting for you to talk a bit about love

To court me a bit

To make love to me a bit

A bit of love

A bit of love

• Artist:Marie Laforêt