François Claude
Claude Francois
Monday in the Sun
Look at your watch
It's already eight o'clock
Let's kiss each other tenderly
A taxi will take you away
You're leaving, my heart
Among these thousands of people
It's an ideal day
To walk in the forest
We would find it more normal
To go to bed
Alone in the brooms
Monday in the sun
It's something we'll never have
Every time it's the same
br/>It's when you're behind the tiles
When you're working that the sky is beautiful
It must be beautiful on the roads
Monday in the sun
On Monday in the sun
We could spend it loving each other
Monday in the sun
We would be better off in the smell of hay
We would rather pick the grapes
Or simply do nothing
Monday in the sun
You, you are at the other end
From this city
Over there, like every day
The latest hours
Are the most difficult
I need your love
And then in the crowd far away
I see you, you smile at me
The neon lights of the stores
They're all lit
It's already night
Monday in the sun
It's something we'll never have
Every time it's the same
It's when you're behind the tiles
When you're working that the sky is beautiful
It must be beautiful on the roads
Monday in the sun
Monday in the sun
We could spend it loving each other
Monday in the sun
We would be better off in the smell of hay
We would rather pick the grapes
Or simply do nothing
Monday in the sun