Michel, bavard et maladroit
Pas si fidèle que ça
Il aime faire la java

Michel, il a de drôles d’envies
Il conduit sans permis
Il aime faire des paris

Michel il ne fait pas semblant
Ses défauts émouvants
Et si Michel me ment

C’est beau
Quand il me dit des choses
Me compare à une rose
J’aime quand Michel il ose

Michel, dans ses yeux l’Italie
Les matinées au lit
Les couleurs de la vie

Michel il ne fait pas semblant
Ses défauts émouvants
Et quand Michel me ment
C’est beau
Quand il me dit des choses
Me compare à une rose
La vie est moins morose

Michel nous deux c’est du sérieux et si
Un jour on est vieux
Michel les couleurs seront là
Mon cœur, mon cœur s’emballera

Comme à chaque fois
Comme à chaque fois

English translation :

MICHEL (ex western)

Michel, talkative and clumsy
Not all that faithful
He likes to party

Michel, he has funny desires
He drives without a license
He likes to make bets

Michel, he doesn’t pretend
His touching faults
And if Michel is lying to me

It's beautiful
When he tells me things
Compares me to a rose
I like it when Michel dares

Michel, Italy in his eyes

Mornings in bed
The colors of life

Michel, he doesn’t pretend
His touching faults
And if Michel is lying to me
It's beautiful
When he tells me things
Compares me to a rose
Life is less morose

Michel, both of us it’s serious stuff and if
One day, we are old
Michel, the colors will be there
My heart, my heart will be full

Like every time
Like every time

It’s winter again,
Seems nothing has changed.
Still stuck in these four walls I can count the days.
The faint light’s always shinning,
But it’s getting hard to see. It’s winter again,
I wish it’d shine on me.

I need an inspiration A different occupation
I need a reason for a change in my ways.
I crave a new tomorrow A picture of Picasso
I have to take a little energy.

It’d New Year again,
Better make my list.
I swear this’ll be my year,
You see I must insist.
The goal post’s always marching In a constant state of flux.
But I’m still stuck in these four walls You see I,
I don’t move too much.

I need an inspiration…

Just one look towards the next day I’ll see for sure
That everything moves on.
Take one more, one more step forward
And turn to see That what is done is done.

I have learned that I’ll be OK.
I have searched, and I’ve been OK.

Finding how to live without all the weary thoughts In this revolving door
So I’ll hold my brow Up where my dreams lead to greater things
And there will be much more.

I have learned…

Walking out, I never pictured this day would come
And it would feel this good
No more doubt, For I am going where few have stood,
But many wish they could.

I have learned that I’ll be OK
I have searched, and I’ve been OK