L'ete Indien

You know, I've never been as happy as I was that morning
We were walking along the beach a little like this one
It was a rare kind of autumn day that you only find in North America
Over there they call it "Indian summer"
What it was just our summer
And I can see you now in your long dress
Looking like a beautiful water-colour
And I can remember what I told you that morning
A year ago
A thousand years ago
Think of me, when this is just a memory
Will you still be love in me
When the summer is gone?
All my life the taste of you will fill my life
Even when the summer is gone...
Today I'm far away of not-autumn morning
But it's almost as if I was there
I'm thinking of you. Where are you? What are you doing?
Do I still exist for you? I'm like a wave drawn by the moon
Slipping back on the sand, remembering high tides
Remembering the happiness in the sun shining over the sea
A thousand years ago
Or was it just last year?
Think of me, when this is just a memory
Will you still belove in me
When the summer is gone?
All my life the taste of you will fill my life
Even when the summer is gone...