Rufus Wainwright quand vous mourrez de nos amours live

When you die of our loves
I will go and plant in the garden
Flower to bloom in the morning
Half metal, half paper
To hurt me a little the foot
Die a very sweet death
Let a flower grow
(Let a flower grow)
When you die of our loves
I will to the tune of this time
Singing song for seven years
You will hear it, you will learn it
And your lips will be grateful to me
Die of very tired death
Let me do it
(Let me do it)
When you die of our loves
I will make two books so beautiful
Qu They will serve as your tomb
And I will lie there in my turn
For I will die the same day
Die a very tender death
Waiting for them
(To wait for them)
When you die of our loves
I will hang myself with the key
On the hook of botched happiness
And the paths by conquered us
No one will ever know by whom
Die an exquisite death
Let me say it
(Let me say it)
When you die of our loves
If you have too little left of me
Don't ask me why
In the lies that would follow
We would be neither beautiful nor true
Die a very quick death
br/>That I follow you
(That I follow you)