Jardin d’Hiver
I want light of hazy blue
China cups with tea for two
Honey amber in the spoon
In my December room
A photograph from Santa Cruz
Mandarins and honeydew
I want to change the tiresome view
In my December room
The glass is blurred by the cold winter rain
Your face is so clear
I close my eyes and the years fall away
Your lips at my ear
where no one can hear
I want picnics in the dunes
Vases filled with fragrant bloom
Kiss you like it was still June
In my December room
I want lazy afternoons
A record playing ‘Claire de Lune’
Letters misted with perfume
In my December room
The glass is blurred by the cold winter rain
Your face is so clear
I close my eyes and the years fall away
Your lips at my ear
where no one can hear
‘Jardin d’Hiver’ written by Keren Ann and Benjamin Biolay, 2000
English lyric only, copyright Sarah Gronquist