Barbara Pravi paints an autumn-in-Paris postcard that is anything but romantic. As rainbow leaves showers the city and the sun “hibernates like a bear,” she wanders the streets with three sweaters yet still shivering, feeling the weight of an empty heart. Every laugh she hears outside rubs in the fact that her own joy is missing - and that missing piece is you.
The chorus is a heartfelt plea: “Reviens pour l’hiver” - come back before the long winter swallows the daylight. Cold weather becomes the perfect metaphor for loneliness, while thoughts of sharing late-night warmth, tangled sheets, and rule-breaking tenderness offer a spark of hope. Until that reunion, she admits she is stuck between seasonal blues and stubborn faith, promising to wait “for always” no matter how grey the sky or how deep the chill.