Poeme : Midnight Romance

One (long) time ago,
A man wanted to go,
Posséder son cœur
Et prendre son regard,
Dressed as a waiter
Who never went so far,
J’allai la voir,
Rempli d’espoirs.

I always remember this time,
That was so, so fine !

Never tried to stop kissing
Under the stars, who seems falling.

The midnight romance ended here,
But will begin again, my dear.

ɔnə (lɔ̃ʒ) timə aɡo,
a mɑ̃ wɑ̃tεd to ɡo,
pɔsede sɔ̃ kœʁ
e pʁɑ̃dʁə sɔ̃ ʁəɡaʁ,
dʁesεd a a wεte
wo nəve wɑ̃ so faʁ,
ʒalε la vwaʁ,
ʁɑ̃pli dεspwaʁ.

i alwε ʁəmɑ̃be ti timə,
ta was so, so finə !

nəve tʁjε to stɔp kisiŋ
œ̃de tə staʁ, wo sim faliŋ.

tə midniɡt ʁɔmɑ̃sə ɑ̃dεd əʁə,
byt wij bəʒɛ̃ aɡɛ̃, mi dəaʁ.