Au Temps Des Coquillages
Meimuna
In the Time of Seashells
I'd like to go back
To the time of seashells
That my sister and I used to sell on the beach
Sorry for all the words
Planted like nails
For the vast sorrows
And my velvet nerves
Apologies for the clumsiness
Of my heart of stone
And to say that
If I'm good with you
It's mainly because I'm nothing without myself
Sometimes
I'd like to go back
To the time of seashells
That my sister and I used to sell on the beach
Yes, I'd like to go back
To the time of seashells
That my sister and I used to sell on the beach
Sorry for losing
The gestures of tenderness
To be often like rain
On fresh snow
Sorry for doubting everything
Even often us
And to say that
If I'm good with you
It's mainly because I'm nothing without myself
Sometimes
I'd like to go back
To the time of seashells
That my sister and I used to sell on the beach
Yes, I'd like to go back
To the time of seashells
That my sister and I used to sell on the beach
