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Our days

Smile,
Smile,
These were our days.
These were our days.
What a funny rendez-vous.

Happy times, and a never ending string of tomorrows.

In tne morning, you'd call the cat,
While I still dreamt of hats,
And you were an angel.

My body, warm in the strong bed, was like a feather,
In this newborn age.
And I can't remember feeling the weight of life,
Though I'm not sure I was happy,
Perhaps, some dread from ancient days, like a dark sun rising.

We cycled to the end of the world,
And climbed  the olive tree,
And I'd be strong to carry you down.
Then we'd run to the garden of easter,
Looking for eggs behind flowers.

The day would carry us to the beach,
And roll us around in a warm blanket of attention.
and we'd play  simple games forever,
Until time would catch us too early,
And we carried bits of sun into the night,
And laughed ourselves to sleep.

Time,
Time,
These were our days.
These were our days.
Oh!
What a funny rendez-vous!


Gérard Adès 2013

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from Over the next hill, released June 22, 2013

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