

(ahhhh) Le rideau se lève,
the shadows play
We dance on the edge of the fading day
Une bouteille de vin,
a glass of smoke
Sharing the punchline of a secret joke (ooh-la-la)
Tourne, tourne dans la nuit,
my sweet chérie
Under the lamp-light, wild and free
Let the violin sweep,
let the music sigh (chuchotements)
Underneath the quiet velvet sky
Un petit secret,
a sly little glance
Lost in the turn
of a second chance
La lune est haute,
the room is warm
We are the calm inside of the storm (oui,
c'est ça)
Tourne, tourne dans la nuit,
my sweet chérie
Under the lamp-light,
wild and free
Let the violin sweep,
let the music sigh
(hahaha) Underneath the quiet velvet sky
Just a whisper,
then
we fade (chut...)