A keresés eredménye

You Who Look At the Sea

You who look at the sea
You are alone with your memories,
And despite all the blue, and all the green,
You are sad to die,
But when you close your eyes,
A refrain that talks to you in slang,
Dance your happy days,
With the smell of the metro,
Everyone escapes in his own way,
Everyone's dream is butterfly,
 
You who look at the sea
You do not even see the horizon
You look twenty years back
And it's far, and it's good
Paris exists always
And when spring comes, you can see
The thugs stroll around
Chestnut trees in the boulevards
Eyes fixed on a petticoat
 
Remember Butterfly
 
You who look at the sky
You are no more than a poor man crushed
Overwhelmed by the weight of the sun
By the weight of the past
But when you fall asleep
In thought you go back there
 
Here you are in your decor
Your little hotel, your tobacco
Remember Butterfly