La chanson de Delphine - Clara Luciani, Vladimir Cauchemar

Je ne sais rien de lui et pourtant, je le vois

Son nom m’est familier et je connais sa voix

Souvent dans mon sommeil, je croise son visage

Son regard et l’amour ne font plus qu’une image

Il a cette beauté des hommes romantiques

Du divin Raphaël, le talent imité

Une philosophie d’esprit démocratique

Et du poète enfin la rime illimitée

Je pourrais te parler de ses yeux, de ses mains

Je pourrais te parler de lui jusqu'à demain

Son amour, c’est ma vie mais à quoi bon rêver?

L’illusion de l’amour n’est pas l’amour trouvé

Est-il près?

Est-il loin?

Est-il à Rochefort?

Je le rencontrerai car je sais qu’il existe

Bien plus que la raison, le cœur est le plus fort

À son ordre, à sa loi, personne ne résiste

Je n’y résisterai pas

I don't know anything about him and yet I see him

His name is familiar to me and I know his voice

Often in my sleep I meet her face

His gaze and love become one image

He's got that beauty of romantic men

Of the divine Raphael, the talent imitated

A philosophy of democratic spirit

And from the poet finally the unlimited rhyme

I could tell you about her eyes, her hands

I could tell you about him until tomorrow

His love is my life but what's the use of dreaming?

The illusion of love is not love found

Is it near?

Is it far?

Is he in Rochefort?

I will meet him because I know he exists

More than reason, the heart is the strongest

At his command, at his law, no one resists

I won't resist it