Anoche

Last night, my love,
last night... I saw you
pass by, without pain, with someone new,
and being happy.
Through that glass display,
shining like gold
and blonde!...
Your car that passed splashed me
with its night of mud and rain!
Last night, my love,
last night... I saw you.

How pale you look, ivory skin,
even with the vile life
at your feet!
Wrapped in your mink, you sensed me
shaking with anxiety, your heart!...

I was on the curb,
desperate!...
Clouded my mind,
frayed!...
How pale you look, your ivory skin!
How strange and feverish your paleness!

Last night, maybe,
last night, my dear,
I just understood
your pain, and what it is
to live, to die,
lying about the illusion that gave in
selling yourself to a mink and a car!
Crying at night in a corner,
when the night speaks to the heart...
Last night, my love,
last night... I saw you.