The English translation is:

Far from wars
and Caisses Populaires,
There was love in the air.

The effervescence of a new dance.
She was naked, I let her.
Silk sheets in confusion in the bedroom.
Nights of decadence without censor.
Do you hear the cold that quivers, that murmurs?

Where have they gone, all our nights of dreams?
Help me find them again.
You said you would always love me.

At 100 km an hour, we suffocate this heart.
Utopias become ambiguous.
The clock sounds every drunk hour
Of lovers who became prisoners.
Silk sheets in confusion in the bedroom.
Nights filled with lost passions.
But one morning she kissed him coldly and disappeared.

Where have they gone, all our nights of dreams?
Help me find them again.
You said you would always love me.

Under the snow, the end of the ride.
Footprints lost forever.
My days are tough, I don't have a future anymore.
She left me alone, hands naked.
Silk sheets abandoned in the bedroom.
Sleepless nights going down dead ends.
I search everywhere for you, I'm going crazy in the unknown crowd.

Where have they gone, all our nights of dreams?
Help me find them again.
You said you would always love me.

Wood, as an album, is darker than most of Moxy Fruvous' better known material (such as Bargainville). This song showcases this perfectly. The effect of the harmonies, the building intensity, and the beautiful lyrical quality of the French is chilling.

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