When I've understood everything, lived everything
When I'm so old that I want no more of myself
When my skin is hollowed with roads
And footprints of sorrow, and laughter and doubt,
I ask for just one more minute...
When nothing no longer capsizes or hurts
And when heartbreak seems like a caress
When I see death just at the foot of my bed,
I will smile at my little life
I will say to it "Listen! Give me just a minute..."
Just one more minute, just one more minute,
To make myself beautiful or for a cigarette,
Just one more minute, just one more minute,
For one last shiver, or for one last gesture,
Just one more minute, just one more minute,
To clean keepsakes before the winter,
Just one more minute...without motive and without aim.
Since my life is nothing, I want all of it.
In its entirety, exactly and with all its failures,
Since my life is nothing, I ask for it again,
I want you to give me it again,
Sixty short seconds for my last minute.
Tick tock tick tock tick tock