Sarah [English translation]

The woman in my bed just here

Has not been twenty for so long..

Her two eyes ringed

by the long years

by all the loves

from day to day,

Her mouth worn out

by the kisses

too often yet

too badly given..

Her skin so wan,

under the makeup,

more pallid than

a moonbeam ring.

The woman who is in my bed

has not been twenty for so long..

Her breasts, heavy

with too many loves,

no longer bear

the name of charms..

Body wearied,

too much fondled au

too often, but

too badly loved..

And her bent back

Seems to carry

all the memories

she had to flee...

The woman who is in my bed

has not been twenty for so long...

No, don't you laugh,

Don't even touch

her, keep your tears

and all your gibe,

For, when the night

joins us again,

her body, hands,

mingle with mine

and it's her heart,

covered with tears,

covered with wounds

that reassures

me.

• Artist:Georges Moustaki
• Album:Ballades En Ballade (1989)