Monday, 7 October 2013

Someone Told Us

On me dit que notre vie ne vale pas grande-chose
Elle passe en un instant comme font les roses
On me dit que le temp qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos chagrins il sèn fait des manteaux







Someone told me that our lives aren't such a big thing.
They pass in an instant like the discolor of roses.
Someone told me that the time that passes is a bastard,
making topcoats from our grief. 



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