Pinguecula Will It Go Away On Its Own

* Without love ...?

I discovered some time ago by an interpretation Mauranne this old song by Bourvil (which I find both ...?--better than the original).

warm, deep voice of the singer (which flows like honey), crystalline voice children (tinkling like a waterfall) ... it is chilling, I think!
I am sharing:

♫ You can live without wealth
Almost penniless
lords and princesses
It Hits
But much more live without tenderness
We could not do
No, no, no, no
We could not do
can
♫ live without glory
Who proves nothing
Being unknown in the history
And many find it
But living without tenderness
There is no question
No, no, no, no, it is still
no question

♫ What a sweet feeling pretty weak
What
This need for tenderness
Who comes to our nascent
Really, really, really ...

work is needed But if we remain

Weeks idly
Well ... But we made it
live without you love
time seems long
Long, long, long, long time you
seems long

♫ In the heat of youth

pleasures are born And love works To us dazzled prowess

Yes but without tenderness
would love nothing
No, no, no, no
would love nothing

ruthless ♫ When life falls on

You are no longer a poor devil
Crushed and disappointed

So without the tenderness of a heart that sustains us
No, no, no, no
It would go no further

♫ A child embraces you
Because he makes happy all our troubles disappear

were tears in her eyes
My God, my God, my God ...

In your great wisdom
immense fervor
So be raining constantly
At the bottom of our hearts
Torrents of tenderness
For there is love love

kingdom until the late days