With The Brushing Of Our Shoulders

I Lived A Life With You

We Had A Son Or Daughter Who Had My Eyes

And Your Laughter Echoed After You

All Of This In A Brief Stare

A Eleeting Glimpse Of Happiness Shared

That Made Our Bodies Burn And Shiver

As We Passed Each Other Unaware

I Am Not To Think Of Your Face, Of Your Name

For When I Do, You Are There

Lying Next To Another

I Can Only Wonder

Lesse Mon Cour Vous Abondonne

Depuis Je Suis Encore Jeune