Lyrics and translation Calogero feat. Rufus Wainwright - Le temps - Bonus

Le temps - Bonus

On le voit passer rue de la Grande Horloge
Ramasser dans ses poches
Des petits morceaux d'instants

You could see 'em colouring silver in your hair
Uncatchable, unfair
The sky plays with your regrets

Ne t'en fais pas
S'il va vite, qu'il ne s'arrête pas
Et tant pis s'il ne nous attend pas
Le temps court, alors

Time, all the way
You invite 'em but still, flies away
Never waits for us, will never stay
Comme toujours, le temps ne fait que passer

You would see the time relieving my sorrow
And he's gone tomorrow
Will you forget our moments?

Lui qui passe, qui trace des rides dans la glace
Lentement nous efface
Et change la voix des enfants

Time, all the time
And our lands feel the wind rushing by
From our hands like the sand falling down
Mister Time, always

Ne t'en fais pas
On l'invite, pourtant le temps n'fait pas
Pas d'manières, et il s'enfuit déjà
Comme toujours, le temps ne fait que passer

Ne t'en fais pas
S'il va vite, qu'il ne s'arrête pas
Don't you cry for the best, nevermind
Le temps court, alors

Ne t'en fais pas
Tu as beau le retenir par le bras
Pour un verre d'eau, un verre d'autrefois
Comme toujours, le temps ne fait que passer
Il ne fait que passer

Time - Bonus

We see it passing by, rue de la Grande Horloge
Collecting in its pockets
Little pieces of moments

You could see 'em colouring silver in your hair, my love
Uncatchable, unfair
The sky plays with your regrets

Don't worry
If it goes fast, if it doesn't stop
And never mind if it doesn't wait for us
Time flies, so

Time, all the way
You invite it but still, it flies away
Never waits for us, will never stay
As always, time just passes by

You would see time relieving my sorrow, darling
And he's gone tomorrow
Will you forget our moments?

He who passes, who traces wrinkles in the mirror
Slowly erases us
And changes the voices of children

Time, all the time
And our lands feel the wind rushing by
From our hands like the sand falling down
Mister Time, always

Don't worry
We invite him, yet time doesn't
Have any manners, and he's already fleeing
As always, time just passes by

Don't worry
If it goes fast, if it doesn't stop
Don't you cry for the best, nevermind
Time flies, so

Don't worry
You can hold him by the arm
For a glass of water, a glass of yesterday
As always, time just passes by
It just passes by