45 Tours [English translation]

In the archives of the past

I tried to erase myself

To burn my childhood dreams

The wounds of adolescence

In the rafters, in the attics

I swept away what I was

Memories are hard to uproot

They come back to us

In the perfumes that we loved

The words that we thought we forgot

Nothing goes from my memory

Nor your face, nor your look

In the inside what do has change

We're just a little bit tired

A little bit weary of our sobs

Your voice drowned in an echo

And I run, I run

After the 45 laps

Time passes by, alas everything goes away

Like you and I come running

In our organized hazards

Some great improvised travels

I still have some suitcases

Our two passports a few currencies

In the archives of the past

I tried to erase myself

No gum has succeeded to do it

I come to you the heart denuded

In the perfumes that we loved

The words that we thought we forgot

Nothing goes from my memory

Nor your face nor your look

In the inside what do has change

We are just a little bit tired

A little bit weary of our sobs

Your voice drowned in an echo

And I run, I run

After the 45 laps

Time passes by, alas everything goes away

Like you

And I come running, I run

After my lovesongs

I die from fear and

I remain speechless

Speechless

• Artist:Marc Lavoine