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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

MELODRAMA VIII


Lyrics to Jacques Brel’s Ne Me Qitte Pas. (Don’t Leave me.)


Don’t leave me

You have to forget

Everything can be forgotten

That is flying away already

Forget the time

The misunderstandings

And the time that was lost

Trying to understand how

These hours can be forgotten

Those that are killing sometimes

With whys that hurt like punches

The heart of happiness


Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me


I will offer you

Pearls made of rain

Coming from countries

Where it never rains

I will work the earth

Until I die

To cover your body

With gold and light

I will create a kingdom for you

Where love will be the king

Where love will be the law

Where you will be the queen


Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me


I will invent for you

Meaningless words

That you will understand

I will speak to you

Of these lovers

That we've seen twice

Their hearts embracing each other

I will tell you

The story of this king

Who died of not being able

To get to know you


Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me


We have often seen

Fire flowing again

From an ancient volcano

That we considered to be too old

It seems like

Burned earth

Produces more wheat

Than a warm month of april

And when the night comes

And the sky is on fire

The black and the red

Won't go together


Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me


I won't cry anymore

I won't speak anymore

I will hide right there

To see you

Dancing and smiling

And to listen to you

Sing and then laugh

Let me become

The shadow of your shadow

The shadow of your hand

The shadow of your dog


Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me