| C’est une chanson | This is a melody, |
| Qui nous resemble | In which our visages find reflection, |
| To tu m’aimais | You, once devoted, your love a trembling flame, |
| Et je t’aimais | And I, too, loved you—silent, fierce, unspoken. |
| Nous vivions tous | We wandered, all our hours entwined, |
| Les deux ensemble | Two shadows merged, a single constellation, |
| Toi qui m’aimais | You, the one whose eyes adored me, |
| Moi qui t’aimais | I, the soul who yearned for your affection. |
| Mais la vie sépare | Yet life, with cold, meticulous hand, divides |
| Ceux qui s’aiment | Those bound in the secret covenant of desire, |
| Tout doucement | With the hush of dusk on velvet feet, |
| Sans faire de bruit | No whisper, no ripple, no cry— |
| Et la mer efface sur le sable | And the sea, with its sleepless arms, erases from the sand |
| Le pas des amants désunis | The footprints of lovers torn asunder by the tide. |
| Mais la vie sépare | Still, life’s slow chisel parts |
| Ceux qui s’aiment | Those whose hearts once twined together, |
| And the falling leaves | And leaves, in their descent, surrender |
| Tout doucement | With the hush of dusk on velvet feet, |
| Sans faire de bruit | No whisper, no ripple, no cry— |
| Drifted by the window | They drift at my window, pale embers of memory, |
| Et la mer efface sur le sable | And the sea, with its sleepless arms, erases from the sand |
| The autumn leaves | Those autumn leaves— |
| Le pas des amants désunis | The footprints of lovers torn asunder by the tide— |
| Of red and gold | In colors of rust and fading gold. |
| Mais la vie sépare | Still, life’s slow chisel parts |
| Ceux qui s’aiment | Those whose hearts once twined together, |
| Tout doucement | With the hush of dusk on velvet feet, |
| Sans faire de bruit | No whisper, no ripple, no cry— |
| Et la mer efface sur le sable | And the sea, with its sleepless arms, erases from the sand |
| Le pas des amants désunis | The footprints of lovers torn asunder by the tide. |