La Chansons Des Vieux Amants Jacques Brel Translation
01 December 2009 by Rosel
La chansons des vieux amants - The Song of Old Lovers
--Jacques Brel
Twenty years of love, it's crazy love
A thousand times you've packed your bags
A thousand times I've fled
And each table and chair remembers
In this cradle-less room
Thunder from past tempests
Nothing is the same anymore
You've lost the taste for water
And for me, it's the taste of conquest
But my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the break of dawn to the settling of night
I still love you, you know, I love you
I know all your charms
You know all my weak spots
You've kept me safe from all the traps
I've lost you from time to time
Of course you've taken a few lovers
It was to pass the time
It's good that the body gloats
Finally, finally
It took us a lot of talent
To be old without being grownups
Oh my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the break of dawn to the settling of the night
I still love you, you know, I love you
And the more time marches past us
And the more time tortures us
But isn't the worst trap
For lovers to live in peace
Of course you cry a bit less easily
I tear myself apart more slowly
We protect our secrets less
We take fewer chances
We don't trust how the water flows
But it's always a tender war
Oh my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the break of dawn to the settling of the night
I still love you, you know, I love you
