Текст и перевод песни Jean-Jacques Goldman - Il me restera

Il me restera

Il me restera de la lumière
Il me restera de l'eau, du vent
Des rêveries sucrées, d'autres amères
Et le mal au cur de temps en temps
Il me restera des souvenirs
Des visages et des voix et des rires
Il me restera du temps qui passe
Et la vie, celle qui fait mourir
Il me restera ces choses qu'on amasse
Sans y penser, sans y compter, sans savoir
Quand on vit fort, on vit sans mémoire
Mais elle prend des photos sans qu'on sache
Il me restera de longs silences
Longues secondes au passé, tristesse
Il me restera aussi Valence
Ici, naquit un peu de tendresse
Il me restera deux, trois bricoles
Une épingle, un parfum oubliés
Un disque, un vieux bouquin, des babioles
Mais que je ne pourrai pas jeter
Il me restera ces choses qu'on amasse
Sans y penser, sans y compter, sans savoir
Quand on vit fort, on vit sans mémoire
Mais elle prend des photos sans qu'on sache

What Will Remain

I will still have the light
I will still have water, wind
Sweet and bitter reveries
And a heartache from time to time
I will still have memories
Faces, voices, and laughter
I will still have the passing of time
And life, the one that kills
I will still have those things we gather
Without thinking, without counting, without knowing
When we live intensely, we live without memory
But it takes pictures without us knowing
I will still have long silences
Long seconds, past, sadness
I will still have Valencia
Where a little tenderness was born
I will still have two or three things
A forgotten pin, a perfume
A record, an old book, trinkets
But that I won't be able to throw away
I will still have those things we gather
Without thinking, without counting, without knowing
When we live intensely, we live without memory
But it takes pictures without us knowing