Le petit Trianon, la nuit
Hurry
Come through that door right now
and say you adore me
You have only half an hour
to change my life
Come on, hurry
Because the more you delay
The less time will be left
Your perfume still lingers in the house
There's still you in the living room
Why does my heart rush
when I sense your smell
in the pages of a book,
Or in the quick going of the night?
Your perfume still lingers in the house
There's still you in the living room
Why does my heart rush
when I sense your smell
in the pages of a book,
in the burning of the hours
