Avec le temps [English translation]

With time,

With time everything goes its way

One forgets the face, and one forgets the voice

The heart, when it doesn’t beat anymore

It’s not worth it to go seeking any further

Just let it be, it’s all well.

With time,

With time, everything goes its way

The other whom one adored, whom one sought under the rain

The other whom one recognized with the turn of a glance Amongst the lines, amongst the words, and under the guise

Of a made-up oath on its way to make its night

With time, everything fades

With time,

With time, everything goes its way

Even the dearest of memories.

They have their own frowns!

In the gallery, I search amongst the rays of death

For the Saturday evening when tenderness went all by itself

With time,

With time, everything goes its way

The other in whom one believed, for a cold, for nothing

The other to whom one gave breath and jewels

For whom one had sold their heart for some meager change

In front of whom one trailed as dogs do

With time, all goes well

With time,

With time, everything goes its way

One forgets the passions and one forgets the voices

That told you softly, the words of poor folk

“Don’t be too late, but above all, don’t catch a cold.” 

With time,

With time, everything goes its way

And one feels bleached like a drained horse

And one feels frozen in a bed of chance

And one feels all alone, perhaps, but it’s alright

And one feels flogged by the lost years

But really,

With time, one loves no more.

• Artist:Dalida