Je reviendrai à Montréal

I will return to Montreal
In a large sea blue Boeing
I need to see winter again
And its northern lights

I need this light
Descended straight from the Labrador
And who makes it snow on winter
Blue roses, golden roses

In the silence of winter
I want to see that strange lake again
Between crystal and glass
Where angels come to rest

I will return to Montreal
Listen to the sea wind
Break like a big horse
On the white ramparts of winter

I want to see the long desert again
Endless streets
Who go until the end of winter
Without any trace of footsteps

I need to feel the cold
Dying at the bottom of every stone
And spring up on the edge of the roofs
Like clear candy ice cubes

I will return to Montreal
In a large sea blue Boeing
I will return to Montreal
Marry me with winter
Marry me with winter