"On Attendra L'hiver" is a song by French singer Julien Doré. The lyrics of the song depict a story of longing, separation, and the passage of time. In the song, the narrator addresses someone who is present when this person goes to bed ("Puisque t'es là quand elle s'allonge"). The narrator compares themselves to butchers who lie down against their chopping blocks ("Contre leur boucherons, je m'allonge"), emphasizing a sense of exhaustion or weariness. The lyrics also mention waiting for a storm ("On aura le temps à l'orage") and a fleeting encounter with a beautiful woman ("La belle fut de passage"). The narrator expresses their resistance and determination, even though they may vomit the hearts of others ("Puisque mes doigts résistent encore, Je vomi les coeurs de tous ces corps"). They want to fight alongside the person they're addressing, while others try to make them quit ("On me veut forfait du combat, Moi je veux me battre avec toi"). The song continues with references to writing quickly and a blue duck aiming for the window ("Puisqu'il est tard que j'écris vite, Un bleu canard vise la vitre"). Drinking wine while wearing a navy blue sweater belonging to the person they're addressing ("Je vide une cuvée de chasse-spleen, Dans un pull à toi, navy marine"). The lyrics mention Cherbourg and Seville, implying that these places resemble the relationship the narrator has with this person ("Cherbourg et Séville nous ressemblent"). The narrator talks about other languages being spoken, but it was the person's language that helped them understand ("Puisqu'on me parle d'autres langues, La tienne m'aidait à comprendre"). In the chorus, it is stated that they will wait for winter to write to each other about missing one another ("On attendra l'hiver, Pour s'écrire qu'on se manque, Que c'était long hier, Que c'est long de s'attendre"). The song takes a melancholic turn as the lyrics reveal the person no longer wants to hear the narrator without a knife to defend themselves ("Puisque tu ne veux plus m'entendre, Sans opinel pour te défendre"). The abandoned dressing room with the scent of Chanel perfume represents the person's indifference or detachment ("Dans ton dressing abandonné, Air de Chanel désincarné"). The person no longer wants to understand that it takes years to take everything without letting it fly away ("Puisque tu ne veux plus comprendre, Qu'il faut des années pour tout prendre, Sans se laisser s'envoler"). The narrator asks for forgiveness and admits to planting their heart "in our tomb" and filling it with thoughts of other blondes ("Pardonne mon coeur, Pour ouvrir notre tombe, Pour y planter mon coeur, Les pensées d'autres blondes"). The song concludes by repeating the chorus, emphasizing the waiting, the longing, and the sense of time dragging on ("On attendra l'hiver, Pour s'écrire qu'on se manque, Que c'était long hier, Que c'est long de s'attendre"). Overall, "On Attendra L'hiver" is a poetic and introspective song about the longing for connection, the difficulties of communication, and the passage of time in a relationship.
