Isabelle Boulay celui qui dort avec moi

What exists keeps it lit like in the sky
The bed is under a roof and the house is beautiful
From the open windows we know that there is someone 'one
That life offered itself by breathing on his hand
Simply in the name of all dreams
The one who sleeps with me
It is with him that I sleep
Of gold and light
Like the treasure of a king
Like a trickle of voices
It is with him that I sleep
All its silences in me
What exists is there filled with an eternal
It cannot be cold, we heat it there ©spark
The night returns tomorrow in the bedroom behind
We wake up unless we prefer to sleep
Simply in the name of all dreams
He who sleeps with me
It is with him that I sleep
Of gold and light
As the treasure of a king
Like a trickle of voices
It is with him that I sleep
All his silences in me
What exists is there   for us, so that we live
So that we die of this, so that love is written
Simply in the name of all r ªves
He who sleeps with me
It is with him that I sleep
Of gold and light
Like the treasure of a king
Like a trickle of voices
It is with him that I sleep
All his silences in me
The one who sleeps with me
It is with him that I sleep
Of gold and light
Like the treasure of a king
Like a trickle of voices
It is with him that I sleep
All its silences in me
In me