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To Die for You

Ah, to die for you.
At the moment when your hand brushes by me—
to leave my life in your arms,
cradled by the sound of your voice.
 
Ah, to die from love.
To offer to you my final moment,
and leave this world without any regrets,
taking along my most beautiful day.
 
In order to keep our happiness
as it is now—
as a way to avoid unhappiness
with you—
and the terrible certitude
of solitude.
 
Ah, to die for you,
to take the best of ourselves
within the breath of your “I love you”
and fall asleep with my joy.
 
Talk to me, console me—
I fear that the day about to dawn
may be the last one perhaps
that our happiness will know.
 
Hold me, pacify me
when I fear for the worst.
Say nothing when you hear me say
that in the end to die is to die.
 
Ah, to die for you,
at the moment when your hand brushes by me—
to leave my life in your arms,
cradled by the sound of your voice.
 
Ah, to die from love.
To offer to you my final moment,
and leave this world without any regrets,
taking along my most beautiful day.
 
In order to keep our happiness
as it is now—
as a way to avoid unhappiness
with you—
and the terrible certitude
of solitude.
 
Ah, to die for you,
to take the best of ourselves
within the breath of your “I love you”
and fall asleep with my joy.
To die for you.
 
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Aïe, mourir pour toi

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Charles Aznavour: Топ 3
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