I knew at the first moment that it was you
Your eyes your lips and your looks said it to me.
And all that I would like to make
It is to be with you and to be happy, but
Sans le savoir,tu crois m'aider,
je broie du noir,à me châtier.
J'voyais qu'tes cils,atout subtil,
regard narquois,annonce d'exil.
Mais sous l'arcade,l’œil se balade,