Claude François - Le Lundi Au Soleil

L'amour se meurt

Quant l'été comme un chien pelé
Se traine et vient crever aux pieds
Quant la neige s'étend comme un drap
Et qu'à deux le lit devient froid
Quand la feuille, la dernière quitte l'arbre
Quand l'eau du lac devient de marbre
Quand les branches comme du verre se cassent
Quand tes seins deviennent de glace

L'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt

Quand le gel lézarde la terre
Quand tout éclate même les pierres
Quand le temps est aux fleurs séchées
Quand la nuit est aux corps glacés
Quand l'hiver comme un chien méchant
Vous mord au cœur à pleines dents
Quand l'étoile devient ver de terre
Quant l'oiseau bleu tombe en poussière

L'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt
Mon amour
L'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt, l'amour est mort
Mon amour
L'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt, l'amour se meurt

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Writer(s): Jacques Abel Jules Revaud, Gilles Thibaut
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