Le Tourbillon de la Vie

Jules et Jim a film by Francois Truffaut(1962)

She had rings on her fingers, bracelets on her arm

And she sang in a voice that soon wove its charm

Bewitched was I by her pale eyes

And her pale oval face seemed to hypnotize

We met, we knew, we lost each other from view

We met, we restarted, then once again parted

Each blown their way by the whirlwind of life

I saw her again one evening, ages ago now

She smiled once more to the sound of banjos

I drunk as I listened, moved more and more

Alcohol makes one forget what happened before

I woke to her kisses on my burning brow

We met, we knew, we lost each other from view

We met, we re started, then once again parted

Each blown their way by the whirlwind of life

I saw her again and she fell into my arms

When one has met, why lose each other from view?

When one has started again why separate?

So we were blown together in the whirlwind of life

In each other’s arms we continued to turn.