Oh, I wished so much you were still dreaming
of those happy days when we were friends.
That time when life was more beautiful
and the sun shone brighter than today,
and dead autumn leaves rustled in the woods.
You see, I remember it,
dead autumn leaves rustling in the woods!
And also memories and regrets from back then,
Now blown away by the north wind
into the cold night of oblivion.
You see, I remember it.
The song you sang for me,
That song written for us.
You loved me, and I loved you.
We lived happily together,
you and I, we loved each other.
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But life separates lovers
Gently, without noise,
And the sea erases in the sand
the traces of their dead love.
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But life separates lovers
Gently, without noise,
And the sea erases in the sand
the traces of their dead love.
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J. Prévert, Y. Montand; GKC 2026