As I crossed the avenue
Someone popped up in my sight
And told me bluntly:
"Did you know the little Marie,
so young, and so pretty most importantly?
Well, she died this morning..."
"But, how? That's horrifying!"
"It's worse than that: it's incredible!"
"Yesterday still... and today..."
"Yes indeed, there... everything is over..."
So then, I think about us,
About the little stories of nothing at all
About the things that take proportions
Only in our imagination.
A big love, is nothing big.
No, really, it is not heavy.
Given that we separate after a fight
And that pride enters the struggle
That each of us leaves on their side
Watch out what can happen to you
I see her again, little Marie.
My God, how pretty she was!
There really are unfortunate fates
She had everything to be happy
Of course, she is not unhappy
But him staying, that is horrific
What will he do with his days
And with his nights, and with his years?
Yesterday still... and today...
Their beautiful story, it is over
So then, I think about us
About the little stories of nothing at all
About the things that take proportions
Only in our imagination.
How did I leave you this morning?
We wanted to act smart
We separated after a fight
And we played the heart-struggle game
So left on your side
As long as nothing happened to you
My God, have mercy on me
Ask me anything
But him, please, don't take him away from me
Oh, my love, you were here
I was talking alone, as you can see
My love, take me in your arms
No, don't say anything, there, be quiet
Do you remember little Marie?
The kid that enjoyed life so much?
Well, she died this morning
Yes, as you say, that's horrifying
It's worse than that, it's incredible
Hold me tight against you
Love... How good I feel in your arms