Capri c'est fini by
Hervé Villard, the French singer.
In 2005, in his autobiography
The Soul alone, Vilard mentions
Marguerite Duras : "She wrote me several letters and told me that
Capri c'est fini was the most beautiful love song for her ". In 1992 Duras referred to this song in her
novel , Yann Andrea Steiner :
"Yes. One day it will happen. One day you will regret it abominable that you describe of "unbearable", that is to say what has been attempted by you and me the summer 80, for rain and wind .
Sometimes it is in the sea when the beach is empty, at dusk. After the departure of colonial children. All over the sands suddenly she screams that it's over Capri. What was the city of our first love but now it's over. FINISHED.
It's terrible all at once. Terrible. Each time to cry, to flee, to die because Capri turned to the land, to the neglect of love. "
Here is the
LyricsNous n'irons plus jamais, où tu m'as dit je t'aime,
Nous n'irons plus jamais, tu viens de décider;
Nous n'irons plus jamais, ce soir s'est plus la peine,
Nous n'irons plus jamais, comme les autres années.
Capri, c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Capri, c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Nous n'irons plus jamais, où tu m'as dit je t'aime,
Nous n'irons plus jamais, comme les autres années;
Parfois je voudrais bien, te dire recommençons,
Mais je perds le courage, sachant tu diras non.
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Capri, c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Capri, c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Nous n'irons plus jamais, mais je me souviendrais,
Du premier rendez-vous, que tu m'avais donné,
Nous n'irons plus jamais, comme les autres années,
Nous n'irons plus jamais, plus jamais, plus jamais.
Capri, c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Capri, oh c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, oh c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Oh Capri, oh c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Oh Capri, oh c'est fini, et dire que c'était la ville de mon premier amour.
Capri, c'est fini, je ne crois pas que j'y retournerais un jour.
Translation:
CAPRI IS OVER
We will never stay where you said I love you, We will never stay, you have to decide; We will never stay that night was the trouble, We will never stay, like other years. Capri is finished, and that it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. Capri is finished, and that it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. We will never stay where you said I love you, We will never stay, like the other years; sometimes I'd like, tell you start again, but I lose the courage, knowing you will say no. Capri is finished, and that it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. Capri is finished, and that it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. We will never stay, but I would remember, the first date that you gave me, We will never stay, like other years, We will never stay again, never, never again. Capri is finished, and that it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. Capri, oh it's over, and say it was the city of my first love. Capri, oh it's over, I do not think I would return one day. Capri Oh, oh it's over, and say it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day. Capri Oh, oh it's over, and say it was the city of my first love. Capri is finished, I do not think I would return one day.
A young man was reading this book in the train. I looked at him and the book...He looked at me and the book...We looked at each other without exchanging a word....
"There are four of the most common plants we know that we always have thought we control them. But what if , in fact, they have been shaping us?"
This building and architecture reminds me of our house in historical city Dezful where I spent my childhood in there and designed the walls inside this arch with Beatles' pictures!!!
