Lamplight

Encore, viens encore, cherie.
J’attendait année après an
sous la lampe dans notre vieille avenue.

(Come home again, dear.
I have waited year after year
under the lamp in our old avenue.)

10:05 a.m.
she had things to buy.
I close my eyes,
yet I don’t know why.

I gave her money.
Said she knew someone,
and she said she wouldn’t be long.

Lamplight, keep on burning
while this heart of mine is yearning.
Lamplight, keep on burning
till this love of yours is mine.

I sat alone
with my thoughts and laughed.
Then saw your face
in an old photograph.

I didn’t think
that I could live without you,
but what am I to do?

Lamplight, keep on burning
while this heart of mine is yearning.
Lamplight, keep on burning
till this love of yours is mine.

Come home again, dear.
I have waited year after year
under the lamp in our old avenue.

If all in the world that’s laughing,
why should it make us cry?
Ah…