Je reviendrai à Montréal

I'll come back to Montreal
In a big blue ocean Boeing
I need to see the winter again
And its northern lights
I need that light
Coming straight from Labrador
And making it snow on winter
Blue roses, golden roses
In the silence of winter
I want to see that strange lake
Between crystal and glass
Where angels come to rest
I'll come back to Montreal
To listen to the sea wind
Crash like a big horse
On the white ramparts of winter
I want to see again the long desert
Of streets that never end
That go all the way through winter
Without a trace of footsteps
I need to feel the cold
Die deep in every stone
And spring back on the rooftops
Like clear candy ice cubes
I'll come back to Montreal
In a big blue ocean Boeing
I'll come back to Montreal
To marry winter
To marry winter