Cette Musique [English translation]

I can see a silhouette that from afar resembles you

My heart doesn’t race anymore thinking it’s you

And the ring put away in my bedroom drawer

No longer makes my finger feel bare

When I awake and my dreams are still hazy

I don’t slide my hand to your side of the bed anymore

And photos of us, I keep a few

I look at them without feeling melancholy

But don’t play that music

You know full well the effect it has on me

Don’t play that music

Too many memories in that tune

It must be that in those notes

There a fragments of us

That only time can nibble away

Bit by bit

I see Barcelona again without looking for your shadow

I meet the friends that we had in common

I hear news of you, without bitterly brooding

Happy to hear that you’re doing well

I don’t run to the telephone anymore or haunt the letterbox

I keep eye contact if I see tenderness there

Passing affairs make good tailors

For hearts torn to pieces

But don’t play that music

You know full well the effect it has on me

Don’t play that music

Too many memories in that tune

It must be that in those notes

There a fragments of us

That only time can nibble away

Bit by bit

Don’t play that music

You know full well the effect it has on me

Don’t play that music

Anything else, but that music

Has in its pale reflection

Something that causes me pain