Counting Stars on the Ceiling

Les soleils couchants

Revêtent les champs

Les canaux, la ville entière

D'hyacinthe et d'or

Le monde s'endort

Dans une chaude lumière

Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté

Luxe, calme et volupté

Took a taxi with Jean last night

It was late and it was raining

We live far away from each other

And there was no desire

I think it was more the dark night

Or some lonely feeling

When we got home, we were alone

We fell in love with that feeling

When we got home, we were alone

We fell in love with that feeling

Rain since Tuesday

Barely found my way to the shop

For the milk in the morning

And the news of the world had turned around

Then I heard you calling

Saw you turn the darkened corner

Then you were gone

When I got home, I was alone

I fell in love with that feeling

When I got home, I was alone

And I counted stars on the ceiling

When I got home, I was alone

And I fell in love with that feeling

When I got home, I was alone

And I counted stars on the ceiling

I fell in love with that feeling

When I got home, I was alone

I counted stars on the ceiling

I fell in love with that feeling

I fell in love with that feeling