Si Tu La Croises Un Jour
Isabelle Boulay
If You Cross Her One Day
She didn't like my two-room living room
You who travel if you meet her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me
Tell me if she still wears
In the hair his essences of love
And all my dreams on his lips
But promise me
Don't get too close
If you put your fingers
To the bronze of his skin
You're delusional, you're delusional
Without suspecting me
I hugged him very tightly
Even today
My eyes are burning, burning
She is old enough for long-distance travel
Arab princes and love marriages
Free slaves, stories to follow
I often only came home every other evening
And my friends were curious people
Hard to follow, tell him, I'm learning to live again
But promise me
Don't get too close
If you put your fingers
To the bronze of his skin
You're delusional, you're delusional
Without suspecting me
I hugged him very tightly
Even today
My eyes are burning, burning
She didn't like my two-room living room
You who travel if you meet her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me
Tell her that for her I would give
My last breath and even the one after
