Charles Aznavour parti avec un autre amour

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Sorrow has made its bed between the folds of my smile
And traced like a furrow of despair, there on my forehead
My past is an old man whose voice no longer has anything to do with it. say
For time digs a bottomless abyss between us
So that I never again see the light
And the faces of people with their compassion
May the raging sea throws itself on the earth
Let life die, let the day die
My love has gone with another love
Let fire of hell like a wisp of straw
Inflames civilizations with fury
May the earth split open and in its bowels
An immense oblivion be born which would last forever
My love has gone with another love
Since my wounded heart fights in the darkness
I no longer want to hear of happiness
But let the song of the wind become a song funeral
So that the whole world shares my pain
Pride and sorrow in my heart create a void
My mouth has the bitter taste of grief solation
And my head is filled with sordid ideas
For my heart my heart has only one cry, the same night and day
My love left with another love .

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