Parler d'amour
Art Mengo
Talking About Love
Talking about love politely, like those pebbles that laugh
At the receding tides, one night before the storm
Talking about love
Talking about love
Like a crashing game, when the sea is silent
Of those loves that grow between two hearts softly
Talking about love
Not talking about our departures
The tears under the gazes, the bitterness,
Like we’re hiding {x2}
Talking about love
Of those loves too bright to leave on the stone
The unusual wound of our cursed loves
Talking about love
Talking about love
Not of those hidden hatreds after the dreams
Under the sharp words like the edges of a sword
Talking about love
No more talking about our winters
It’s really bad and then we stay quiet
And then we stay quiet
Talking about love {x2}
Talking about love
Okay, but tender love then
Talking about love
Talking, talking, talking about love
