À La Vie, À L'amour
Jacques Dutronc
To Life, To Love
I want to die in your bed,
Not from pleurisy,
But to die satisfied
From your caresses.
Love, you will kill me.
Your first true sigh
For my last breath
And make you shudder
Before I faint.
Love, you will kill me.
Love, you will kill me.
Love, the sweet demise
In your arms.
What a beautiful end for me
To die in your arms
And my royal shroud
In the silk of your arms.
I want to die for your pleasure
And when they bury me,
Not with hallelujahs
But with the Kamasutra.
On my tomb they will engrave
"To life, to love".
Love, you will kill me.
Love, the sweet demise
In your arms.
