Between Charlotte and me – an ongoing conversation
Don’t wake me up – Let me stay…
Let me lay down on our memories – on what was left behind,
Our sunny Sundays – you dreaming next to me,
Forever morning,
Les rayons du soleil à travers notre fenêtre,
Being love – daydreaming,
What time did not take away – memory,
Les souvenirs d’amour sont tellement doux…
Nous, l’amour d’autre fois…
Images and words blowing through my mind – ta presence invisible,
The sun shining on your already gone presence,
Not yet there – already gone,
Time passing slowly– overlapping reality,
Where did our time go?
Daydreaming, I watch the time passing by,
Always, un peu plus loin,
In your absence, I let the sun caress my body,
It was you that told me once – tu Te rappelle?
We are words in a golden writting –
Tu m’avais dit… Tout ce que tu vois dans cette ville!
Tout ce qu’on voyait dans cette ville – now lies down in a golden box…
Your words running through my body,
You wrote on me your history,
I am now your monument – a fragment,
Don’t wake me up –
Les mémoires d’amour sont tellement doux…
In that sunny Sunday, do you still remember?
Our bodies lying down on this bed,
The same bed that now I lay down – your invisible presence,
In your absence –
Le temps de l’amour s’évanoui…
Blows like the wind,
It passes away,
It passes by.
It passes.
Où…
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