Annie Girardot [English translation]

We were all lying down

The four children around their father

The shutters were drawn

Only a few tears of daylight dared

To slide into the cold sad room

It was two days after

It was a January the 5th

We were all five stretched out

My father gathered us up

With his two so very strong arms

He didn’t speak, he was lost like

Annie Girardot at the Airport 1

We cried all five together

Holding each other on their big bed

A bundle of sorrow

Thrown on their big bed

He had just buried his wife

In the early afternoon

I don’t remember the few words

That managed to escape from his beard

Perhaps they were lovely words

I only remember his beard

“I’m not going to die straight away”

Or maybe “I’m really going to die”

I don’t remember his words anymore

Nor much else

Me, I had slipped under

We cried all five together

Holding each other on their bed

A bundle of sorrow

Thrown on their big bed

He had just buried his wife

In the early afternoon

We don’t remember everything

But we never forget

1. A reference to Annie Girardot in the 1969 file Un homme qui me plaît

In the scene in question she waits for her lover at the airport. The plane arrives but he’s not to be seen clip