Duteil Yves
Miscellaneous
Les Gens Sans Importance
Words and music: Yves Duteil
(c) 1981 by les éditions de l'écritoire
Capo II
They are unimportant people
With daily gestures
Who bring back hope
And happiness in their hands
They are people without artifice
Who smile at you when they are well
And will hide their scars
Among the flowers in their gardens
They have a slightly fragile heart
And modesty of their sorrows
Gives them a gentle, quiet look
A little distant
They are unimportant people
And who sometimes say nothing
But who are there by their silence
When they are far away
My heart is in the middle of December
My friend Pierrot is gone
Taking away my tender songs
And your past
And all the unimportant words
Which resonated in the house
But which are heavy with its absence
In my song
It's is perhaps those we think of
When death comes lurking not far away
By taking away our carelessness
One fine morning
To all these people without importance
With whom we are so good
Who bring back hope
And without whom we are nothing.

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