Quand le soleil
travers
La fort
Se change en or
Dans vos bras cest beau
Un garon qui sendort
,il avait lair
Dun enfant
Sans parents
Qui cherche encore
Si sa route
Ira vers le sud ou le nord
When the sun
Across
The woods
Changes into gold
In your arms its beautiful
A boy that fells asleep
,he looked like
A child
Without parents
Whos trying to know
If his path
Will go south or north
Benjamin
Cest son nom
Il ressemble la couleur
De ma chanson
Un peu triste,cyclamen
Pourtant,pourtant
Cest lui que jaime
Que jaime
Benjamin
Des beaux jours
O lamour ne sapplait pas encore lamour
Benjamin mon vieil ami
Du temps,du temps o japprenais la vie
Je laime
Benjamin
Its his name
He looks like the color
Of my song
A bit sad,cyclamen
However,however
Its him that I love
That I love
Benjamin
From the beautiful days
When love wasnt called love yet
Benjamin my old friend
From the time,from the time when I was learning life
I love him
Quant le soleil
A qui
La fort
Jai pris sa main
Un matin devant la croise des chemins
En se jurant
Tendrement
De saimer
Jusqu la mort
Il a pris le sud et moi jai pris le nord
When the sun
Has left
The woods
I took his hand
A morning facing the roads crossing
While pledging
Tenderly
To love each other
Till the death
He went south and I went north
Benjamin
Cest son nom
Il ressemble la couleur
De ma chanson
Un peu triste,cyclamen
Pourtant,pourtant
Cest lui que jaime
Que jaime
Benjamin
Des beaux jours
O lamour ne sapplait pas encore lamour
Benjamin mon vieil ami
Du temps,du temps o japprenais la vie
Je laime
Benjamin
Its his name
He looks like the color
Of my song
A bit sad,cyclamen
However,however
Its him that I love
That I love
Benjamin
From the beautiful days
When love wasnt called love yet
Benjamin my old friend
From the time,from the time when I was learning life
I love him
Benjamin,. je laime
