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Mourir d’aimer * Charles Aznavour
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To Die Of Love Charles Aznavour & Nana Mouskouri |
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Les parois de ma vie sont lisses Tandis que le monde me juge Mourir d'aimer Laissons le monde à ses problèmes Puisque notre amour ne peut vivre Partir en redressant la tète Mourir d'aimer Tu es le printemps, moi l'automne |
I reach to touch the walls around me. They say our love has been forbidden, To die of love To live, my love must find expression This world of ours does not grow younger, That's why I try to find a way now. To die of love I hear their whispers when they see us. |
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