Apres Midi

The surface street is always like this
People bound for the road only gaze

In the city's plaza lovers talked amongst another and I found you smiling

An apres midi a Paris [An afternoon is Paris]
"Underneath the sky, together we walk and form a line (good, right?)" I heard you mutter
From far away, you smile at someone

The day is darkening, and the plaza's end result makes the light look like candles

The plaza of stars' trees lining the street, even the dress on your glass hips for sure will suit you

An apres midi a Paris
Underneath the sky, you can feel the wind become acquainted with you
I have a premonition it will come to meet you again tomorrow for sure