Le Palais de Nos Chimères
Charles Aznavour
The Palace of Our Fantasies
We got married on a spring day
No priest, no courthouse, no friends, no family
We were just twenty, her and I
But a grown-up desire burned in our childish hearts
Love emancipated our hearts in one night
We were entwined, shamelessly happy
No fear passed through our widened eyes
For youth laughs when childhood dies
The palace of our fantasies
We had built it on the horizon
And we encircled the earth
Her and I, like two wanderers
To drink from the source
Of love, this eternal spring
We shared the moss
Of the castle of the windswept rose
Now I am alone, I still walk
But when I feel my last day approaching
On the grave where my love already rests
Happily, I will lie down and die in turn
And under the same cross, our two bodies will sleep
Our eyes will be surrounded by the same horizon
And from the same earth, our mouths will be filled
When our souls unite for eternity
The palace of our fantasies
Collapsed with my illusions
And under the weight of its stones
Cracks a wanderer's heart
My past that dominates me
Pushes me to wander through all times
And sleep among the ruins
Of the castle of the windswept rose
Of the castle of the windswept rose