Rod McKuen / Jacques Brel

Adieu. Emmile, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we'd climb lills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Adieu, Emile, it's hard to die
With all the birds singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
When you see me I'll be there
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills we would climb
Were just seasons out of time

Adieu, Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too mucn song
Wonder how I got along


Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife
Without you I'd have lived a lonely life
You cheated lots of times, but then
I forgave you in the end
Though your lover was my friend


(Adieu, Emile... Adieu, Papa... Adieu, Francoise...)