https://youtube/watch?v=M-nyLvIuHDU GOOD NIGHT ! My Friends LES VIEUX NE REVENT PLUS??? and my JACQUES BREL !! Dont be afraid of LES VIEUX!!!! (translation below in english) Old people Old people no longer talk or only sometimes from the tips of their eyes Even when rich, theyre poor, they have no more illusions and just one heart for two In their home it smells like thyme, clean, lavender and language of yesteryear No matter if you live in Paris, you all live in the country when youve been living for too long Is it from having laughed too much that their voices crack when they speak about yesterday And from having cried too much that tears still appear at the corner of their eyes ? And if they tremble a bit, is it from seeing the silver clock, humming in the living room, Getting older, saying yes, saying no, saying : Im waiting for you ? Old people no longer dream, their books get sleep, their pianos are closed The little cat is dead, the Sunday Muscat doesnt make them sing anymore The old people no longer move, their movements have too many wrinkles, their world is too little From the bed to the window, then from the bed to the armchair and from the bed to the bed And if they still go out arm-in-arm, all dressed up in stiffness That is to go, under the sun, to the funerals of an elder, to the funerals of an uglier And during just one sob, to forget for one whole hour about the silver clock Humming in the living room, saying yes, saying no, and then waiting for them Old people dont die, they fall asleep one day and sleep too long They hold each other by the hand, theyre afraid to lose each other but nevertheless do so And the other one remains here, the better or the worse, the sweet or the severe This doesnt matter, the one remaining out of the two finds himself in hell Perheps youll see it, youll see it sometimes dressed in rain and sorrow Walking across the present, already apologizing for not being much further, And avoiding in front of you, one last time, the silver clock Humming in the living room, saying yes, saying no, telling them : Im waiting for you Humming in the living room, saying yes, saying no and then waiting for us. Taken from lyricstranslate/en/les-vieux-old-people.html#ixzz3ItN8bXd2
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 21:24:04 +0000
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