In the shadow of the last sun
A fisherman had fallen asleep
And he had a furrow along his face
Like a kind of smile

A murderer came to the beach
Two big childlike eyes
Two huge eyes of fear
They were the mirrors of an adventure

And he asked the old man "give me bread
I have little time and too much hunger"
And he asked the old man "give me wine
I'm thirsty and I'm a murderer"

The old man opened his eyes to the day
He didn't even look around
But he poured the wine and broke the bread
For the one who said "I'm thirsty, I'm hungry"

And it was the warmth of a moment
Then off again towards the wind
In front of the eyes still the sun
Behind the shoulders a fisherman

Behind the shoulders a fisherman
And the memory is already pain
It's already the regret of an April
Played in the shadow of a courtyard

Two gendarmes came on horseback
They came on horseback with weapons
They asked the old man if nearby
A murderer had passed

But in the shadow of the last sun
The fisherman had fallen asleep
And he had a furrow along his face
Like a kind of smile
And he had a furrow along his face
Like a kind of smile

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