Me, I'm wiping glasses at the back of the cafe
I have too much to do to be able to dream
And in this setting, banal to cry
It still seems to me, to see them arrive

They arrived
Holding hands
Looking amazed
Like two cherubs
Bringing the sun
They asked
In a calm voice
For a roof to love each other under

In the heart of the city
And I remember
They looked
With a tender air

At the hotel room
With yellowed wallpaper
And when I closed
The door on them
There was so much sun
In the depths of their eyes
That it hurt me
That it hurt me

Me, I'm wiping glasses at the back of the cafe
I have too much to do to be able to dream
And in this setting, banal to cry
It's body against body that they were found

They were found
Holding hands
Eyes closed
Towards other mornings
Full of sun
They were laid
United and calm
In a bed dug

In the heart of the city
And I remember
Having closed again
In the early morning
The hotel room
Of the lovers of a day
But they planted in me
Deep in my heart

A piece of their sun
And so many colors
That it hurts me
That it hurts me

Me, I'm wiping glasses at the back of the cafe
I have too much to do to be able to dream
And in this setting, banal to cry
There is always outside
The room for rent

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