Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
Georges Brassens
Time Doesn't Change a Thing
When they're all brand new
Just hatched from the egg
Out of the cocoon
All the young punks
Think the old guys
Are fools
When they’ve grown up
With gray hair
The old-timers
Think the young ones
Are fools
Me, stuck between two ages
I send them all a message
Time doesn't change a thing
When you're a fool, you're a fool
Whether you're twenty or a grandpa
When you're a fool, you're a fool
No more debates among you
Outdated fools or rookie fools
Little fools from the latest storm
Old fools from days gone by
You, the newborn fools
The innocent fools
The young fools
Who don’t deny it
Think the dads
Are fools
You, the aging fools
The worn-out fools
The old fools
Who, admit it
Think the little ones
Are fools
Reflect on the unbiased message
From a guy stuck between two ages
Time doesn't change a thing
When you're a fool, you're a fool
Whether you're twenty or a grandpa
When you're a fool, you're a fool
No more debates among you
Outdated fools or rookie fools
Little fools from the latest storm
Old fools from days gone by