Le Premiere Bonheur du Jour

 
Le Premiere Bonheur du Jour
(The First Joy of the Day)

The first joy of the day
Is a ribbon of sunshine
Unwinding in your hands
Caressing my shoulder

It’s the ocean sighing
And the beach that stretches before me
It’s the bird that sings
From a frozen tree

The first sorrow of the day
Is the front door closing
The car driving away
The silence that visits me

But soon you come home
And life comes back to me
The last joy of the day
Is the lamp lighting your way