Ah! I can already see them
Covering myself with kisses
And tearing off my hands
And asking in a low voice
Is death coming
Is death going away
Is it still warm
Is it already cold
They open my cupboards
They feel my earthenware
They search my drawers
Delighting in anticipation
Of my love letters
Wrapped in twos
That they will read by the fire
Laughing loudly
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! I can already see them
Compassioned and chilly
Following like artists
My wooden costume
They grow from the heart
To be the saddest
They push each other with their arms
To be the first
They brought old women
Who no longer knew me
They brought children
Who didn't know me
Think about the price of flowers
And find it indecent
Not to die in spring
When you love lilac
Ah! Ah! ...
Ah! I already see them
All my dear false friends
Smiling under the weight
Of duty accomplished
Ah! I can already see it
Too sad, too comfortable
Protecting under the sheet
Your Lyon tears
You don't even know
Coming out of my cemetery
That you enter your hell
When we cling to your arm
The arm of your random
The arm of your last
Who will make you cry
Much differently than me
Ah! Ah! ...
Ah! I already see myself
Settling down forever
Good to the sad good to the cold
In my field of knucklebones
Ah! I already see myself
I see myself at the very end
Of this journey
From where we come back from everything
I already see everything a
And we have the brave nerve
To dare to ask me
To only drink water
To stop teasing girls
To put money aside
To love mackerel fillet
And to shout long live the King
Ah! Ah! Ah! ...

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