le bob


The mistral and the cedar trees


Sea breeze on my eyelids

And I sigh

Passengers, messages, and I

Back to our place again

Country side again

September skies


I’ve been going in and going out

I’ve been losing of track of whereabouts

A series of restless nights

A series of how:s and why:s

Still things to harmonize


The cedar trees welcome me

They are waiving with their leaves

And the mistral crosses the shore

She has taken this way before


Soon the night will fall

Soon the mistral’s calm

Soon the cedar trees will sleep

And you and I will meet


Le matin arrive

Et tu es la

Tu es rentrée tard hier soir

J’admire ton regard

Quand tu fixes les arbres

Quand tu me parles


Tu me dis que c’est dure à Paris

Tu me fais un thé et je te dis

On peut s’installer ici

Peut-être plus tard dans la vie

Et tu souris


And the cedar trees start to talk

On our morning walk

And the mistral is not awake

She’s resting down by the lake


Soon the sun will rise

Soon she will climb

Soon we’ll be gone

For this time


The cedar trees are still there

You can see them everywhere

And the mistral always come by

She reminds us that we are alive


Soon the winter comes

Soon the sky is black

Soon the moon will call

And we will be back


Je me réveille trop tôt

A quatre heures du matin

J’entendes un chien de très loin

J’entends le mistral mais du moins en moins

J’espère que tout n’est pas en vain


Je me retourne dans mon lit

Je vois ton visage

Dans l’obscurité

Le temps tourne la page