I've left this life with no rancour, I'll never have toothache again, Now I lie in the communal grave, the communal grave of time.
Georges BrassensGirls when it says "I love you" - it's like a second baptism - It gives them a whole new heart - As at the end of the egg.
Georges BrassensAh, if only a few more massacres would suffice To sort it all out once and for all With so many uprisings and so many fallen heads In Paradise we should all be by now! But the wished-for Golden Age is endlessly postponed The gods remain so thirsty, they are insatiable Thus it is death, an endless cycle of death
Georges Brassens