My lover, my life, we walked and ran, tumbled and swam currents weak and strong
Never to imagine youth abandoning our heart, “puis qu’une telle fleur ne dure
que du matin jusques au soir”
Come, lay beside me, travel the years, carefully we’ll comb through the laughter and tears
Two as one staring down fear, friendship forged forever, in stardust it would appear
Howling screaming wind crashing surf, continuo, scorched sand now sent steady, hourglass etched and worn
My lover, my life, let us marvel at all and light the match… nothing left to mourn
*I love the studio version from Elegant Gypsy (turn it up to 11), but this, this shows the beauty and magic. I am fortunate to have seen these 2 perform back in the day.