When I have understood everything, experienced everything here below,
When I am so old, that I no longer want myself,
When the skin of my life will be hollowed out roads,
And traces and sorrows, and laughter and doubts,
So I will just ask for one more minute...
When there is no longer anything capsizing and hurts,
And even when sorrows will seem like a caress,
When I see my death right at the foot of my bed,
When I see her smile with my so little life ,
I will tell him listen ! Leave me just a minute...
Just another minute, just another minute,
For a makeover or for a cigarette,
Just another minute, just another minute,
For one last thrill, or for a last gesture,
Just one more minute, just one more minute,
To put away the memories before the big winter,
Just one more minute... without motive and without purpose.
Since my life is nothing, then I want it all.
Totally, completely and in all its defeats,
Since my life is nothing, so I'm asking for more,
I want more,
Sixty little seconds for my last minute.
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