Patrick Bruel - "Au Café Des Délices"
Lyrics Felix Gray * Music Patrick Bruel et Felix Gray Translation Nathalie Your memories get misty It's like an eclipse A night full of stars On Tunis' harbour The wind from the van Of your grandfather who's sitting At the Cafe Des Delices (Delights' cafe) Your memories get misty You see the tram go by And the white veils Of the women holding a son And the smell of the jasmine He was holding in his hands At the Cafe des Delices Yalil..... Your memories get misty You can see her again, that girl The kiss that hurts in port El Kantaoui The first love words On velvet songs Abibi Abibi Your memories get misty You did like these fruits The apricots' pits were marbles for you And the parties We were making in our heads On Hammamet's beaches Yalil..... Your memories get misty At the bow of the boat and the quay that is moving away Toward a new world A life that stops For a day that begins It may be luck Yalil, yalil, you won't forget Yalil, yalil, the perfumes from the past Yalil, yalil, you won't forget Yalil, yalil, even if you're leaving Yalil..... A night full of stars On Tunis' harbour and the white veils Of the women holding a son The wind from the fan of your grandfather And the smell of jasmine he was holding in his hands At the Cafe Des Delices.
