Gribouille - To die tomorrow

Original Title: "Mourir demain"
Year: 1965

I'm going to die tomorrow
At the station's post
Shot by a train
At the field of the black rails

I'm going to die tomorrow
Of your last smile
And of too much sorrow
And of seeing you leave

I'm going to die tomorrow
At the gates of the town
Your name in each hand
And it'll be easy

I'm going to die tomorrow
Of your last trip
And of too much sorrow
Which costs me a wrecking

I'm going to die and that's fine
And I'm not mad at you anymore
Others died for nothing
I, from losing you

And I die this morning
But you have to think
That it does not change anything
You, you are going on holiday