Le temps passe

I don't want time to pass
I feel like I'm forgetting you a little
Soon there won't be a trace
Of what we were together

Often I had blackouts, too drunk
I made tears flow, and that, I prefer to forget
But now I haven't decided, since you left me
I'm afraid of forgetting everything, of forgetting that we loved each other

The smell of your crumpled sheets is fading little by little
And when they ask me if I know you, I can't say