Avec le Temps

The most beautiful song of all time.

‘With time’ (Avec le Temps)
 
With the time
with the time everything goes away
we forget the face and we forget the voice
the heart when its not beating anymore,
there is no reason to look further, you need to let go and it’s just fine with the time
 
with the time everything goes away
the other one that we have loved, that we`ve searched for in the rain
the other one that we recognised on the corner with just one look
between the words, between the lines and under the make-up
with a made-up oath the night is going away
with the time everything disappears with the time
with the time everything goes away
even the miraculous memories,
they pull you a long face in the death gallery where I shop
every Saturday evening when the tenderness is leaving me with the time
with the time everything goes away
the other one in whom we believed for nothing and anything
the other one to whom we gave the wind & jewels,
for whom we would have sold our soul for cents
the other one for whom we suffered like a dog
with the time everything leaves
with the time
 
with the time everything goes away
we forget the passion and the voice too
the voice which told you quietly the words of the poorest people
don’t comeback too late, be careful not to get cold
 
with the time
with the time everything goes away
and we feel as white as a worn out horse
and we feel frozen like when in a stranger’s bed
and we feel lonely perhaps but at peace
and we feel cheated for the lost ages – so truly
with the time we don’t love any more