Mon Amour, la Nuit (My Love, the Night)

Dans la nuit d’hiver,

Le ciel brille pour nous.

Regarde moi; je suis vivant comme vous.

Un pauvre homme, les etoiles sont mon argent,

mais n’ai pas peur pour moi, mon amour,

parce que si j’ecoute le vrai vent

Il peut me donner tout ce que je veux

et sous les lumieres, je serais content.

 

In winter’s night,

The sky shines for us.

Look at me; I am alive like you.

A poor man, the stars are my wealth.

But do not fear for me, my love,

for if I listen to the honest wind

it can give me all that I want,

and under the lights, I will be happy.

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