Pure beauty from Le Maitre, Mr. Serge Gainsbourg.
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The Drowned by Serge Gainsbourg, 1970
You’re drifting away On the river of memory And I’m running along on the bank Shouting at you to come back But slowly, you slip away And in your frantic race Little by little, I recover over you Some of the lost ground
From time to time you sinkInto the moving liquid Or else, brushing past some rambles You hesitate and wait for me Hiding your face Inside your upturned dress For fear of being disfigured by both shame and regrets
You’re now nothing but a poor wreckCarrion floating by But I remain your slave And jump into the brook When the memory stops And the ocean of forgetfulness Breaking our hearts and heads Forever makes us one again.