Текст песни Dalida - Les anges noirs

About the artist, painting angels
On the stained glass windows of churches,
There is one oddity
Let me tell you about it

Why do you paint their faces
Always with white skin?
Black child looking image
That little would be like him

How Come?
The child does not see
No,
No black angel
Which would have helped him
Sincere prayer in the evening

Even if the holy virgin pale,
Draw darker angels
On the palate, the cathedral,
To all the colors merge

Believe me,
Although there are other skies,
But for all people,
That one night a blind eye,
Going to the last journey
There is only one God