Le jardin botanique - Le gros cube, Katerine

Nous avions rendez-vous

Au jardin botanique

En pensant à vous

J’attendais encore

Mais je ne savais pas

Que vous étiez morte

Au jardin botanique

La lumière était blanche

Tout sentait la flore

Et c'était dimanche

Mais je ne savais pas

Que vous étiez morte

Je pense encore à vous

Au jardin botanique

Aujourd’hui encore

Je vous entends partout

Comme si je n’avais jamais su

Que vous étiez morte

We had an appointment

At the Botanical Garden

Thinking about you

I was still waiting

But I didn't know

that you were dead

At the Botanical Garden

The light was white

Everything smelled of flora

And it was Sunday

But I didn't know

that you were dead

I still think of you

At the Botanical Garden

Still

I hear you everywhere

Like I never knew

that you were dead