Une histoire à trois [English translation]

I know well the day will come one day.

Will it be too soon or too late?

Where we'll divide everything between us three

on the roads that separate us.

What goes up one day must come down.

The fire leaves nothing but ashes.

It seems to me that day is far away

as long as we remain together.

I don't even want to think about it.

But if one day the wind must change direction,

I know we'd stay together, the only ones on board.

It's a story of three

that doesn't look like

those love stories,

movie stories.

It's a story of three.

I am them, they are me.

I am their voice.

They are my words and my music.

We're nothing but three small mosquitoes

around a light bulb.

Who wants to reach the light

to see what is behind it?

And if this bulb was the Earth

and made us turn it around

and pay with our entire lives

the price that must always be paid

for having wished to fly?

But if one day the wind must change direction,

I know we'd stay together, the only ones on board.

It's a story of three

that doesn't look like

those love stories,

movie stories.

It's a story of three.

I am them, they are me.

I am their voice.

They are my words and my music.

If one day the music stops

and we must continue living,

I will watch the circus leave

and I will close the book

of this funny story of three

so as not to cry

when the music stops.

• Artist:Mecano
• Album:Aidalai - Francia (1991)