La Fin de L'été
Françoise Hardy
The End of Summer
You know, I've made many trips
I've seen other beaches
I've forgotten them
You know, I've seen storms
We see them at any age
At the end of summer
So, I would like to know why
That makes me stay here, close to you
Under the rain, tonight
Yet, this beach is the same
I am no longer the same
What has changed?
I know, you want to travel
Forget our beach
And leave everything behind
And alone, I am alone seeking the why
That takes you away from me today
Maybe forever
The rain comes to wet my face
And mix the tears
That I can't hide
Yet, I still want to tell you
Even louder 'I love you'
Until the next summer.
