It’s Music Monday! This is one of my french favorite songs, Que reste-t-il de nos amours?, in English is What remains of our love? but this song is better known as I wish you love. This is a very old song. It was firstly recorded by Charles Trenet in 1942. Trenet wrote the lyrics. I love how the French sounds in it. It’s romantic and very sweet. Stacey Kent’s version is my fave.
What remains of our love?
Tonight, the wind knocking at my door
speaks to me of past loves
before the dying fire
tonight, an autumn song
quavers through the house
and I think of those bygone days
What remains of our loves?
What of those fine days of yore?
A photo, an old photo, of my youth.
What remains of the love letters
the months of April, the rendez-vous?
A memory that pursues me without fail
a shadow of happiness, windblown hair
stolen kisses, moving dreams
what remains of all these things
do tell me?
a little village, an old bell tower
fields and meadows, well tucked away
and in a cloud, the cherished face
of my past days.
The words, the tender words that are murmured
the caresses purest of the pure
the vows exchanged deep in the woods
the flowers one finds among the pages of a book
whose perfume quakes and stirs
have all blown away, oh why?