À ma femme [English translation]

When the share of too many seasons

On our faces and on our foreheads

Will have dug heavy furrows

Wrinkles

When our children have grown up

Will have abandoned the nest

Leaving in our weakened hearts

The void

When our gestures are slower

That we will see pass the time

With a strangely air

Lucid

When we have no future

We will stir memories

Earth that cannot become

Laughed at

When with slow and uncertain steps

We will visit gardens

Who like our foreheads will be painted

Frost

When at the cost of thousands of efforts

We will probably still be looking

To kill an already dead time

To live

When we are no longer

That two hearts linked without a project

We will open with regret

The book

That we will have over the years

Written on the pages of time

Where two words will miss

To be continued

When finally my life traveled

Ready to enter the unknown

I'll watch you lost

And pale

When in your eyes I will see

That without our love now

Your days will never be, never

The same

When my eyes won't see anything

When my hand will seek your hand

At a time when speaking will be a

Problem

After accepting God

Just before I close my eyes

Again if I can

I will say to you like a farewell

I love you