Le Soleil
Brigitte Bardot
The Sun
The sun, how good it is
When it comes to burn my skin
I am lying down
On the fine sand, all naked
The sun, how beautiful it is
When it plays with the boats
On the sea, in the wind
That turns the clear water into diamonds
They may come back
The white clouds
I, I will fall asleep
On this beach
The sun up there
Will warn me soon enough
And I will have all the time
To have regrets but before
I let myself be taken
Into sleep
By the warmth of summer
Oh, great sun
The sun, how good it is
When it comes to burn my skin
To burn my skin
To burn my skin
To burn my skin
