Dans notre univers privé

I want to live in world where I speak French,
Listen to classical music,
Dine with educated people,
Smoke cigarettes,
Talk about art, literature and music.

And in the winter I would sit at home with you,
Entangled within your body, lay in bed all day and night,
Drink the finest wine and cups of tea.
We will dance to the rhythm of our own beat,
And quote all the greatest poets.

When we are old and grey, we will move,
We will move to the French countryside,
Dans notre univers privé.