Four consonants and three vowels is Raphaël's first name
I whisper it in my ear and each letter amazes me
It's the umlaut which bewitches me in the first name of Raphaël
As it mixes with the a with the e, as it intermingles them with the l Raphaël
He looks like an angel, but he's a devil of love
From the tips of his hips and his velvet gaze
When he bends, when he leans leans
My nights are sleepless, and forever, hmm
I like the honey-flavored notes, in Raphaël's name
I whisper them when I wake up, between the feathers of sleep
And so that the day is beautiful, I perfume myself Raphaël
Skin of sorrow, eternal painter, strange archangel from another sky
No delight, no spark, no malice without Raphaë l
The days without him become boring
And my nights become even more boring
No worries, no prelude, no promises to   the eternal
Just love in our bed, just our rainbow lives, Raphael
Looks like a wise man, and his words are velvet
With his deep voice and his straightforward look
When he tells, when he invents, I can listen to him
Night and day , hmm
Four consonants and three vowels is Raphaël's first name
I whisper in his ear, it makes him laugh, like a sun