IL PART
Jean-Jacques Goldman
Sur L'album Rouge
Lourd �veil emm�l� de ses bras
D'un sommeil �pais comme un coma
S'arracher du corps � la ti�deur
Sale aurore, il �tait d�j� l'heure
Awakening heavely, tangled in his arms
From a thick coma like sleep
Pulling away from the warm body to the chill
Stained dawn, it is already time�
Il part
finir sa nuit pr�s d'autres bras
Pr�s d'une autre qui dort, ou qui fait semblant
He leaves,
to finish his night next to other arms
Next to another who sleeps, or who pretends
Toute blafarde, les peaux,le silence
Tout s�pare, le froid, l'impatience
Effacer, prudence mis�rable
Cheveux, parfums, traces de coupable
All pale, the skin, the silence
All separates, the cold, the impatience
Erasing, [with] miserable caution
Hair, perfume, traces of guilt
Il part, et je le sens si loin d�j�
Pr�s d'un autre mensonge, qui songe

He leaves, and I sense he's already so far away
Next to another lie, which dreams
Il part et je me redis c'est la derni�re fois
Sans y croire, j'ai froid
On s'apelle
C'est �a
He leaves, and I tell myself it's the last time
Without believing it, I'm cold
We're called... that's that.

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