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What Does It Matter

What does it matter if the coming wind
Leaves me there naked
As we let the dogs be
What does it matter if the iron, the cold
Tore my heart
If I lost my faith
What does it matter if the men at the bottom
Killed the last
Of my illusions
 
If I still have my dreams
If I still have myself, you see
Every day that dawns
Only a little love from you
 
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's enough
To write my pieces of songs again
To go off again to the four horizons
My sorrows, my joys
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's enough
To sing again, to sing forever
Singing to love, singing to life
Singing to life
~~
What does it matter if the iron, the cold
Tore my heart
If I no longer have faith
What if I wasn't at the bottom
Only the dark hero
Of the great illusion
 
If I still have the dream
If I still have myself
Every day that dawns
Nothing but a smile from you
 
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's enough
To write my pieces of songs again
To go off again to the four horizons
My sorrows, my joys
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's enough
To sing again, to sing forever
Singing to love, singing to life
Singing to life
 
Yeah and I'm still dreaming
And singing again
And dancing again
Dancing to love
Dancing to life
Dancing to joy
 
Come, come, but come with me
But come my love
Don't stay there
We can, who knows
Towards dawn
To start all over
 

Go

Go
Never mind if I cry
Never mind if they die
My golden dreams
 
Go
That the wind leads you
Toward beautiful fields
To beautiful cities
 
Go
That it will be without clouds
This wise happiness
That comes to carry you away
 
Go
Still, don't forget
Among your 'I love you's
That we have loved each other
 
Go
If the day ends
My dreams remain
To find you again
 
Yes, but the time has not come
It has not come from the horizon
Yes, but the end has not come
It has not come, [the end] of the song
 
I will end it how I want
And what does it matter to me to be happy
I still have memories
Of happiness
Of happiness
 
Go
Never mind if I cry
Never mind if they die
My golden dreams
 
Go
That the wind leads you
Toward beautiful fields
To beautiful cities
 
Go
That it will be without clouds
This wise happiness
That comes to carry you away
 
Go
Still, don't forget
Among your 'I love you's
That we have loved each other
 
But
If of my poems
The desire returns to you
Return to sing them
 

A Man Hung Himself

A man hung himself from the branch.
Birds perched above him went singing,
singing about loves that begin,
singing for life that goes on.
...
 
Are we really nothing, my love?
Mother, are we really so small?
Is a whole life really nothing?
Is a whole life but a tune?
...
 
Is it the way all things get forgot down below?
Is it the reason why we drag ourselves along,
fighting all the way, enduring our lives?
Is it the way it ends on a fateful morning?
...
 
A man hung himself from the branch.
Birds perched above him went singing,
singing about loves that begin,
singing for life that goes on.
...
 

The Passage of Time

My child, my love, I owe you this spring
My soul, my love, I owe you these moments
I owe you all joys in the world
What remains of faith in the world
 
Will we ever be able to live the passage of time?
Will we ever understand the real threats?
Do we understand that nothing replaces love?
Will we ever understand that all fades away?
 
Will we ever see death in the face?
To better understand, one day, what life is?
 
Will we ever be able to live the passage of time?
Will we one day understand what life is!
 

Everything is already going

The time to say it
The time to write it
Everything is already going
Everything is already going
 
And the time perhaps
Of wanting to be it
Nothing is anymore
Nothing is anymore
 
And the time without a doubt
To leave the doubt
Is returning already
Is returning already
 
And the time to laugh about it
The time to smile about it
The first smile
Has frozen already
 
And the time to live
And to learn how to live
Our will to live
Is already fading
 
And the time itself
To believe in the ''I love you''s
To scream I love you
It's over already
 
{we repeat from the beginning}
 

The Empty House

This house which is too empty and too big without you
Where your memories still linger on
But you're nothing but a shadow of the shadow of my joy anymore
And my reason goes astray as soon as it's about you
And sometimes I get drunk and cry all quietly
In this house which is empty and too big without you
~ ~
I used to love your laughter too much and I used to love your voice too much
And I keep running to the door at the smallest sound of steps
But it's the rattling wind and it's laughing at me
And then I close the door and I've no longer got another choice
Than to liven myself up with scents from the past
Or to escape this house which is empty and too big without you
~ ~
Will I ever see you again in this house?
You, who were my empire, and you, who used to be my joy
Well, quite often I dream and laugh at the broken pieces
Cursing you and sometimes still waiting for you
I dream of other dreams and I already love you
In this house which is too empty and too big without you
 

She's going to sing

Listen to her, she's going to sing
That small girl in her black dress
She will sing her great loves
Always love
Her stories are so sad
 
She will sing her great moments of joy
Her terrible misfortunes
And her sudden fits of sadness
She's going to sing her great blue skies
She's wonderful
It's the unending story
 
Last time I saw her
Man, I don't how to tell you
I was so moved,
Tears came to my eyes
 
Of course this will never happen to you
I know that for you
It's a little weird
When you come and hear somebody sing
No, no, no reason why
No reason to pass out
 
But, but what's happenning to you, man?
Hey! You too. Well, this is so unusual!
No, I couldn't have guessed
She could also hurt you
 
Listen, she is back, she starts singing ...
La, la, la. La, la, la
Come on, let go
La, la, la. La, la, la
 
Yes, when she starts singing
It's all of Paris she drives to sing
And when she starts crying
It's all of Paname she drives to cry
 
Did you see that, she sang
La, la, la. La, la, la
And ther's nothing left to say
La, la, la. La, la, la
 
She sang, it's wonderful
(My love, my love, my love)
It may well be, if God wills it
(My love, it will last for ever)
 
You see it does you good to cry
La, la, la. La, la, la
It's wonderful, she sang,
La, la, la. La, la, la
(My love, my love, my love)
La, la, la. La, la, la
(My love, it will last for ever)
 

She Was Too Nice

She was too nice and she was not for me
She was too happy and she was not for me
With the summer wind she went away from me
I don't know whether she was running away from life or love
 
She was too happy, you know very well who you are
To love her for a life, you are not the right one
Like this now she has departed and I will never know
If she could have stayed a lifetime with me
 
Autumn has come and it was not for her
If she has gone to look for the summer for herself
I have remained alone and the wind makes
the leaves who are of no use anymore fall
 
Here, summer is far away with the memory of her
Now everything is over, she was not for me
If she has gone with the sun and has left for me
only the autumn leaves and the memory of her