It's not you anymore
By Gilbert Alvar
Your lips lie; that is not a kiss
It’s not you, although it’s your face
You and I are no longer a we
We aren’t the ones of bygone days
It’s not your touch, although are your hands
It’s not your look, but are your eyes
Your hair does not emit the same shine
Though it’s your lipstick, it’s not your smile
Chorus:
Now you are just an image
A crown for an usurper to coronate
An illusion, A mirage
An actress from a play
Now you are in another role
You are a lie disguised as true
You are a broken oath
A new signing at another man’s club
It’s your voice, but your words are different
Your caresses seem like a task
Your immigrant smile is less innocent
And I feel reluctantly welcome in your lap
It’s you but it seems I’m with a stranger
It doesn’t have the same taste your skin
It’s not your usual passion and danger
It seems like a job when you please me
(Chorus)
Your gestures reveal that nothing matters
I believe you have changed a bit
You used to be the perfect partner
Despite everything, I’m not ready to quit
(Chorus)
