Alain Bashung jamais dautre que toi

Never other than you despite the stars and the solitudes
Despite the mutilations of trees at nightfall
Never other than you will pursue his path which is mine
The further you go, the more your shadow grows larger
Never other than you will greet the sea at dawn when tired of wandering I left dark forests and nettle bushes I will walk towards the foam
Never other than you will place his hand on my forehead and my eyes
Never other than you you and I deny lies and infidelity
This ship at anchor you can cut its rope
Never other than you
The eagle prisoner in a cage gnaws slowly the verdigris copper bars
What an escape!
It's Sunday marked by the song of nightingales in the soft green woods the boredom of little girls in the presence of a cage where a canary moves while in the lonely street the sun slowly moves its thin line on the hot sidewalk
We will pass other lines
Never ever other than you
And me alone alone like the withered ivy of suburban gardens alone like glass
And you never other than you