Mourir D'Aimer
Charles Aznavour
To Die of Love
The walls of my life are smooth
I hold on but I slip
Slowly towards my destiny
To die of love
While the world judges me
I see only one refuge for me
All exits being condemned to me
To die of love
To die of love
Freely sinking into the night
Paying love at the cost of one's life
Sinning against the body but not against the spirit
Leaving the world to its problems
Hateful people facing themselves
With their small ideas
To die of love
Since our love cannot live
It is better to close the book
And rather than burn it
To die of love
Leaving with head held high
Emerging victorious from defeat
Overturning all the data
To die of love
To die of love
As one can of anything
Abandoning everything behind
To take only what was us, what was you
You are spring, I am autumn
Your heart takes mine gives
And my path is already traced
To die of love
To die of love
To die of love
