Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Jean Ferrat - Aragon - The misfortune of loving


Original Title: "Le malheur d'aimer"
What do you know of the most simple things
The days are made up suns
Of which at night dream the roses
All the fires go away in smoke
What do you know of the misfortune of loving

I have looked for you at the back of the bedrooms
Where the lamp was lit up
Our steps did not ring there together
Nor our arms on us closed up
What do you know of the misfortune of loving

I have looked for you at the window
The parks in vain are perfumed
Where can you, where can you well be
What's the point to live during the month of may
What do you know of the misfortune of loving

What do you know of the long wait
And of living only to name you
God, always the same and different
And of you, I only to blame
What do you know of the misfortune of loving

That I forget myself and I remain
Like the rower without rowing
Do you know how long it's to die
While listening to yourself being consumed
Do you know the misfortune of loving?

All poems written by Louis Aragon

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