She wanted a child
I didn't want one
But it was easy for her
With her arguments
To make you a dad
Cecile, my daughter

When her belly was round
Laughing out loud
She told me "Come on, rejoice"
"It will be a boy"
And here you are
Cecile, my daughter

And here you are
And here I am
I'm thirty years old
You, six months
We are face to face
Eyes in eyes
Who is the most surprised of the two?

Long before I had you
I had had girls
Playing my heart on heads or tails
From the won brunette
To the lost blonde
Cecile, my daughter

And I know that soon
You too will have
Ideas and then idylls
Sweet words on your tops
And hands on your bottoms
Cecile, my daughter

I will wait for you all night
Will hear you come in without a sound
But in the morning, it's me who will blush
In front of your eyes clearer than ever

May everyone always touch you
Like me now
Like my breath on your eyelashes
My kiss on your mouth
In your child's sleep
Cecile, my daughter
Cecile

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