On efface [English translation]

One can also find a bit of passion.

We know that all passes, without illusion.

It stays, this desire to love in absence

even if we say it's not important,

not important.

Then of course we will erase

its little pleasures

that we live too quickly

but that we keep in our heart.

Despite all, we erase

because everything passes

but whatever we do,

nothing dies.

We think we understand everything,

know everything.

We can give everything to someone,

never to see them again.

But whatever we give to them,

even for a night,

the rest of their love

makes you want to believe in it,

want to believe in it.

Then of course we will erase

its little pleasures

that we live too quickly

but that we keep in our heart.

Despite all, we erase

because everything passes

but whatever we do,

nothing dies.

Then of course we will erase

its little pleasures

that we live too quickly

but that we keep in our heart.

Despite all, we erase

because everything passes

but whatever we do,

nothing dies.

Nothing dies...