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The song of old lovers
Of course, we had storms
Twenty years of love, it's crazy love
A thousand times you packed your bags
A thousand times I took flight
And each piece of furniture remembers
In this room without a crib
The fragments of old tempests
And nothing seemed like nothing
You had lost the taste of water
And me that of conquest
But my love
My gentle my tender my marvellous love
From the pale dawn to the end of the day
I still love you, you know, I love you
I know all your magic spells
You know all my bewitchments
You have kept me in traps upon traps
I have lost you from time to time
Of course you took some lovers
You had to pass the time
The body has to exult
Finally finally
We must have had talent
To be old without being adults
Oh, my love
My gentle my tender my marvellous love
From the pale dawn to the end of the day
I still love you, you know, I love you
And more time made us processions
And more time gave us torment
But isn't that the worst trap
Living in peace for lovers
Of course you cry a bit less early
I tear myself apart a bit later
We protect our mysteries le
We leave less to chance
We distrust the flow of the water
But it's always a tender war
Oh my love
My gentle my tender my marvellous love
From the pale dawn to the end of the day
I still love you, you know, I love you
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