A Nos Actes Manqués
Jean-Jacques Goldman
Missed Opportunities
To all my misses, my failures, my true suns
All the paths that I missed
To all my missed boats, my bad sleeps
To all those I haven't been
To misunderstandings, lies, to our silences
To all those moments that I thought I shared
To the phrases said too quickly and without thinking
To the ones I didn't dare
To our missed opportunities
To the lost years trying to fit in
To all the walls I couldn't break
To all I didn't see so close, just beside
All I would have been better off ignoring
To the world, to its pains that no longer affect me
To the notes, the solos I didn't invent
All those words that others made rhyme and kill me
Like so many unborn children
To our missed opportunities
To loves failed from loving each other too much
Faces and lace crossed, barely touched
To betrayals I didn't really regret
To the living ones that should have been killed
To everything that finally happens to us, but too late
To all the masks we had to wear
To our weaknesses, our forgetfulness, our despair
To fears impossible to exchange
To our missed opportunities