(Jacques Brel)
First Verse:
Our love was a dance,
The stars were our light,
We moved and we sang,
All was wonder and magic that night.
Chorus:
And now, now we are old lovers,
Our passion has grown cold,
But the memories of our love,
Those, we will hold.
Second Verse:
We shared our dreams,
We spoke our hearts,
We laughed and we cried,
As if time had no end and we'd never depart.
Chorus:
And now, now we are old lovers,
Our passion has grown cold,
But the memories of our love,
Those, we will hold.
Bridge:
The flame may be gone,
But the embers remain,
Glowing gently in the heart of all we've shared,
A reminder of a love so rare.
Third Verse:
Through all of our years,
Our love has survived,
In quiet moments and in stories we've lived,
The essence of our love still resides.
Chorus:
And now, now we are old lovers,
Our passion has grown cold,
But the memories of our love,
Those, we will hold.
Outro:
So let's hold on to our memories,
Let them guide us through the days,
For in these cherished moments,
Our love will always stay.