Le temps s'en allait [English translation]

This morning I played marbles

I went after some girls

And I took my time

I hung my heart

To the flowers' thorns

And I won quite often

Tonight, I'm pushing away with my cane

The leaves of the plane trees

Under the cement benches

Amidst the cigars' smell

And the sound of my

Grandchildren's guitars

I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran

And time was leaving

I ran, I ran, I ran...

And all the time I spend

Sitting at the same place

Only moving my eyes

With my old tunes

And my woolen scarf

Even when the sky is completely blue

My voice always gets misty

The fear of catching a cold

Or the noise of the planes

And in the nearing cold

I'm afraid the bells

Will soon be singing my name

I ran [x4]

And time was leaving

I ran, I ran, I ran...

You, my child who I love,

You, who has so many sorrows

Sit down for a while

No matter who's leaving you,

Just tell yourself that time passes us by quite fast

And that dust is waiting for you

You see, those misery-filled arms

Have travelled all around the world

For a girl from this town

They made the tables

And beaches of sand

And packs of wolves explode

We felt so good [x2]

That we were almost lost

We were so high

And so beautiful

That we don't recognize ourselves anymore

We ran [x4]

And time was leaving...

We ran [x3]

This morning I played marbles

I went after some girls

And I took my time

I hung my heart

To the flowers' thorns

And I won quite often

Tonight, I don't have any problem anymore

Everyone loves me

But it's not like it used to be...

For there is the end of my cane

The leaves of the plane trees

And it's autumn all the time

For there is the end of my cane

The leaves of the plane trees

And it's autumn all the time

You, my child who I love...

• Artist:Francis Cabrel