("Noisette et Cassidy", C. Lemesle, G. Marchal; from Joe Dassin's repertoire)
Re-rendered
Dark, remote place, suburb of nowhere, ten at night,
You and I, so young that in the future all's still bright.
Candles melting down and weird things whirling in my soul,
I race but I don't know where's the goal.
Jealousy had no right to be there -- yet there it was,
Brave one day, the next I would be asking for remorse,
Kissing you good-bye and wondering whether that was it,
Going away refusing to accept the truth of my defeat...
Maybe this is strange, but we never talked of love,
Stunning bright were stars, but that was so far above.
Endless days -- or is it but one continuous dream
Echoing back at me,
from the past, like a long desperate scream?
So it lingered on, in time, in life, and in my mind,
'Til the years remorseless put it fading far behind,
So remote that, hard as it may be to understand,
But I don't recall whether or not it had come to an end...
Maybe this is strange, but we never talked of love,
Stunning bright were stars, but that was so far above.
Endless days -- or is it but one continuous dream
Echoing back at me,
from the past, like a long desperate scream?
May 1999