Irish Selection 1982:
Iain Freeman - "Qu'il Passe"

Qu'il Passe

Did I tell you the power of the trees
And the water in the place I'll not be again?
Before I'd awoken, the waters had taken
My mind for a walk in the rain

Ma chérie, mes amis
We are dust on the breeze
Des bateaux sur l'eau
Qu'il passe

We two sat like pillars in a palace or a villa
On a seat made from trees round about
There was only the sound of the leaves on the ground
As a breeze turned our thoughts inside-out

Ma chérie, mes amis
We are dust on the breeze
Des bateaux sur l'eau
Qu'il passe

When we'd stopped talking, the sunlight was crying
Her tears on the dimpled, blue lake
For she and the trees and the soft autumn breeze
Weren't given to making mistakes

Ma chérie, mes amis
We are dust on the breeze
Des bateaux sur l'eau
Qu'il passe

Ma chérie, mes amis
We are dust on the breeze
Des bateaux sur l'eau
Qu'il pаsѕe