Le Premier Bonheur Du Jour

The first happiness of the day
Is a ribbon of sunlight
That wraps around your hand
And caresses my shoulder

It's the breath of the sea
And the beach that awaits
It's the bird that has sung
On the branch of the fig tree

The first sorrow of the day
Is the closing door
The car that goes away
The silence that settles

But soon, you come back
And my life resumes its course
The last happiness of the day
Is the lamp that goes out