J'attend l'amour
Which face is yours,
That I am searching for?
Which hair flows over fair shoulders
Which eyes look back to my nervous glances?
J'attend l'amour, my faithful friend,
J'attend la femme,
My friend, a love.
J'attend, j'attend, j'attend
J'attend l'amour.
Why do I walk through swaying reeds,
And watch the birds
And see the clouds
And never go to the world of men?
To gaze away to a world alive,
With the wind in my hair,
And you at my side,
But who am I speaking to?
J'attend l'amour, my faithful friend,
J'attend la femme,
My friend, a love.
J'attend, j'attend, j'attend
J'attend m'amour.
The concrete and flashing lights
The blocked and trapped life
Of a world I can never enter
Whoever lives there.
So will you come to the blackberry fields with me
And sweep away your past life with the will to be free?
Can we both look out over fields of gold,
From the boughs of a tree, so stately and old,
And with your head on my shoulder
We'll watch the living world go by
As the ants-nest young people
In concrete cities
Grow older
And die.
J'attend l'amour, my faithful friend,
J'attend la femme,
My friend, a love.
J'attend, j'attend, j'attend
J'attend m'amour.
And in the end
Is forever for eternity?
The life of immortality
Is the wish to be part of the world.
Ozymandias has looked over the fall of New York,
And the Pyramids have outlasted the Towers of Trade
And if man is to kill off his own living land
He shall murder himself with his own drunken hand.
And still I walk through swaying reeds,
But back over the road to my old home and creed,
And stepping up to an old wooden door,
And I still wait; J'attend l'amour.
J'attend l'amour, my faithful friend,
Et j'attend toi,
My friend, my love.
J'attend, j'attend, j'attend
J'attend toi
Toi, m'amour.