Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Non, je ne regrette rien by Édith Piaf

No, nothing of nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
Not the good that One did to me.
Not the bad. All that to me is pretty equal.

No, nothing of nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
It's paid, swept away, forgotten.
I rid myself of the past.

With my memories, I lit fire.
My sorrows, my pleasures, I have no more need of them.
Swept away the loves, with their ups-and-downs.
Swept away for always. I leave again at zero.

No, nothing of nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
Not the good that One did to me.
Not the bad. All that to me is pretty equal.
No, nothing of nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
Because my life, because my joys,
today...That begins with You.

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