The time passed you know
Did what was necessary
I think of you in peace, perfect
The time passed of course
Soothed the wound
The pain that lasts
And I feel it
I carry many feelings
Of plans of joy, of cries of songs
Yet I still miss you
My sorrow has become sweet
I wear it around my neck
Your memory like a jewel
My sorrow has become rare
It comes back some evenings
Without worrying 'stories
And I feel it
I am overcome with feelings
Of love and friends, of a lot of people
Yet I still miss you
When I hear by chance
Little flower or the Loire and dear
When Sunday evening
The first anxiety returns to me
When my head feels strange
When suddenly I count the days
Oh I still miss you
But the years you know
Have done what had to be done
I think of you peacefully perfect
br/>But the years without you
Have passed despite me
Quickly under my fingers
And I feel it
I am dizzy with feelings
When I tell myself quietly
How much I still miss you

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