Avec le temps
Jane Birkin
With time
With time
With time, everything goes away
We forget the face and we forget the voice
When the heart stops beating, there's no point in going
Look further, you have to let it happen and that's very good
With time
With time, everything goes away
The other one we adored, the one we searched for in the rain
The other one that we guessed at a glance
Between the words, between the lines and under the makeup
Of a disguised oath that goes to make its night
With time everything fades away
With time
With time, everything goes away
Even the coolest memories, you have such a face
At the gallery I rummage through the shelves of death
Saturday night when tenderness goes away on its own
With time
With time, everything goes away
The other one who we thought had a cold, for nothing
The other one who was given wind and jewels
For whom one would have sold one's soul for a few cents
Before which we dragged ourselves like dogs drag
With time, everything goes well
With time
With time, everything goes away
We forget the passions and we forget the voices
Who whispered to you the words of poor people
Don't come home too late, and above all, don't catch a cold
With time
With time, everything goes away
And one feels as white as a tired horse
And one feels frozen in a bed of chance
And we feel alone perhaps, but easy
And one feels cheated by the lost years - so really
Over time we no longer love