Peuple Des Fontaines Lyrics in English Francis Cabrel

Imagine wandering through the cobblestoned streets of France, stopping at every ornate fountain to whisper your secrets. That is exactly what Francis Cabrel does in Peuple Des Fontaines. The singer treats each fountain like a wise old confidant, pouring out his heartbreak and begging the waters to carry a single wish: may his lost lover return and slip her arm through his once more. Day after day feels colorless, and even the beauty of famous rivers (the Rhône, the Seine) or the words of legendary poets (Rimbaud, Verlaine) can’t wash away the ache.

Cabrel uses the fountains as a timeless bulletin board of love’s woes. He reminds us that princes, actresses, and countless clumsy lovers have all carved the same sighs into the stone. The question he keeps asking these silent witnesses is simple yet universal: Do the women we breathe for ever forgive? He is willing to trade celebrated songs like Barbara’s “Göttingen” and Leonard Cohen’s “Suzanne” for just one blessed day when he hears her footsteps again. The result is a tender, almost cinematic portrait of longing, where every splash of water echoes with hope, regret, and the age-old promise that love might still circle back.