We have nothing left to say to each other
Beyond a few words that drag on
There are the old jokes that make us laugh
And the mountain that bothers us
To my best friend
I have a fair thought for him
With time threatening us
There is surely someone who has taken his place
There's the chorus that I spoke to you
With a drink to numb me
In my face there are my two hands
And behind there is a smile
I write while waiting
Me, there is no one waiting for me
I would like your words to be mine
To convince you that you are too far
Oh! So as not to forget everything
Like an old dream that has abandoned you
Take good care of your little boy
Knowing well that it's for good

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