A Cabin in the Woods

Jean-Paul VERNERET

20/02/1998

(English lyrics adaptation)
Inspired by “Une cabane en forêt” – Jean-Paul Verneret

 

Verse 1

I took my axe and took my hammer,
Carried logs through wind and weather,
Found a hidden patch of land
Where no one gives a damn.
Dug the earth and set the beams,
Raised four walls of quiet dreams,
Built a roof against the night,
Far from engines, far from lights.

 

Bridge

When the night falls and the cold wind bites,
I hear the forest speak in whispers low,
Nothing’s urgent, nothing’s wrong,
Here time carves its own slow song.

Chorus

I built four walls and a roof above,
Not for the world — just for my own love.
A little silence, a little truth,
Wind that murmurs through the roof.
I didn’t win and I didn’t lose,
Just moments bare I didn’t choose,
Standing while the world comes loose.

 

Verse 2

Yes, the rain comes leaking through,
But we make do like people do.
Built a table, built a seat
Just to watch the hours retreat.
No more wires, no more screens,
Eat what wandering living means,
Old pan sizzling on a flame.

 

Bridge

When the night falls and the cold wind bites,
I hear the forest speak in whispers low,
Nothing’s urgent, nothing’s wrong,
Here time carves its own slow song.

 

Chorus

I built four walls and a roof above,
Not for the world — just for my own love.
A little silence, a little truth,
Wind that murmurs through the roof.
I didn’t win and I didn’t lose,
Just moments bare I didn’t choose,
Standing while the world comes loose.

 

Verse 3

Morning smells of pine and rain,
No boss calling out my name.
If the wolf walks by at night,
He’s at home — and I’m alright.
It’s no palace, built to show,
Just a shelter, strong and low.
Storms may come, but still it stands,
That’s enough for these two hands.
No locked doors, no ticking clock.

 

Bridge

When the night falls and the cold wind bites,
I hear the forest speak in whispers low,
Nothing’s urgent, nothing’s wrong,
Here time carves its own slow song.

 

Final Chorus

I built four walls and a roof above,
Not for the world — just for my own love.
A little silence, a little truth,
Wind that murmurs through the roof.
I didn’t win and I didn’t lose,
Just moments bare I didn’t choose,
Standing while the world comes loose.