(Benjamin Biolay) adaptation anglaise Keren Ann Zeidel
As the hour passes by, I pass the hours and I sigh
For the wakeup of the dawn, for those I love and those I mourn
For in silence and in vain, through the days of heavy rain
For ones I left under the sun before the wonder years begun
And in the torrent of the fall, I will remember most of all.
How the tunnel of the spring brought your lips upon my skin
How we walked along the park, in the hours of the dark
And in the torrent of the fall, I will remember most of all.
As the hour passes by, I pass the hours and I sigh
For the wakeup of the dawn, for those I love and those I mourn
For in silence and in vain, through the days of heavy rain
For ones I left under the sun before the wonder years begun
And in the torrent of the fall, I will remember most of all.
How the tunnel of the spring brought your lips upon my skin
How we walked along the park, in the hours of the dark
And in the torrent of the fall, I will remember most of all.
Kites along the coast, lovers in winter coats
Walk side by side just as the flow
That flowed with the tide, a long time ago.
