Souffrir par toi n'est pas souffrir

If one day you want to come back
Without words, without tears, not even a smile
Casually and without holding back
Not masking the past with the future...
In the evening when I see you smile
In that photo that means nothing
Under your old lamp that flickers and sways
You come grimacing in my memories
Now, like before,
Gently, without paling, without lying, without suffering...
Today, I tell you:
Suffering for you is not suffering,
It's like dying or making someone laugh
It's stepping away from the world of the living
In the forest, just seeing the dead tree...
Like one day you will surely come
To this living room that’s wasting time,
Let’s never talk about our deserts again...
And if you stay, I’ll set the table
Now, like before,
Gently, without paling, without lying, without suffering
Today, I tell you:
All journeys mean nothing
I know things that would make you laugh
Me, who hoarded memories out of laziness
It's your old sweaters that I caress
Now, like before, gently
Let’s just stay in the present for life,
Today, stay here.