Print copy

There were problems with formats when preparing this as an ebook, resulting in simplifications to the layout. The full text is available in a printed version, with the same title, published by Tross Publishing, P.O. Box 22143, Khandallah, Wellington 6441. Email Website Copies are available for NZ$40 (plus postage overseas).

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Passe passe the temps

Pendant que je dormais, pendant que je rêvais

Les aiguilles ont tourné, il est trop tard

Mon enfance est si loin, il est déjà demain

Passe passe le temps, il n’y en a plus pour très longtemps

While I was sleeping, while I was dreaming

Clock hands have turned, it is too late

My childhood has long gone, it is already tomorrow

Time passes passes, it won’t last much longer.

[Georges Moustaki 1969. Album: Le Métèque]

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