"Oh, you who watches the shadow of my nights, I dedicate this
air that comes from a very nice morning run
where I left my soul in wheats.
Carefree, irradiated by the magic of summer.
Heart of stone, open, love with a young witch with white breasts
Far from the madness, wandering away from boredom.
As an airman in a lift, rising to infinity.
Have some heart, have heart, kiss of life to enjoy the
Do in envy as to what the surprise death in bed, drenched in desire, screaming with pleasure,
Caught between day and night.
Oh, you who die too love life, I dedicate this tune came to grief or an eternal destiny me condemned to wander, uncertain about the path of oblivion. Let
time, impatient, kill your pain and tell you he is no greater misfortune than let the laughter die in your heart.
At your last fear, as a deserter, give your life to death.
And tell you he is not bigger than letting die maleheur laughter in your heart. "
Who, these worms can say that the song is a minor art? This song is by Jacques Higelin album, "No Man's Land" (1978). I am among those who think he should tell people you love them. Jacques Higelin part of them, Jacques, thank you for everything!
