{"id":13777,"date":"2021-10-25T17:03:34","date_gmt":"2021-10-25T20:03:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bambisafkar.ca\/?p=13777"},"modified":"2021-10-25T17:03:34","modified_gmt":"2021-10-25T20:03:34","slug":"a-song-for-a-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bambisafkar.ca\/index.php\/2021\/10\/25\/a-song-for-a-friend\/","title":{"rendered":"A song for a friend"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Today our town said goodbye to Pat (or Ms. Patricia Belliveau). <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thank you, Pat, for having existed and for having touched SO many lives. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

May you rest in peace now… May your memory be eternal in our hearts. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

May both God and time, slowly but surely, comfort the hearts of your children, grand-children, and entire family. Same wishes for all your friends and loved ones. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

To conclude this post, a French song is coming to Bambi’s mind now (by Mr. Pierre Delano\u00eb and Mr. Michel Fugain, 1967). It is interpreted below by Ms. Vox Angeli. If you wish, you may read an English translation of the beautiful lyrics (found online). This song reminds us of how short life is\/can be: short yet precious. Perhaps even more precious because it is short. Too short yet beautiful, especially when it is lived to a full and genuine extent. In other terms, to a meaningful and inspiring way… like Pat’s life. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I won’t have enough time<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enough\ntime…<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even if I\nrun<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Faster\nthan the wind,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Faster\nthan time,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even if I\nfly,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time, ( no, no, no)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

enough\ntime.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

To visit\nall the immensity<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of a\nuniverse so vast.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even,\neven, even, even if I had 100 years,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

To do\neverything.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I open my\nheart wide.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I love\nwith my open eyes<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

But it’s\ntoo little,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

For so\nmany hearts (For so many hearts)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

And so\nmany flowers.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thousands\n(Thousand) of days,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

It’s much\ntoo short (It’s much too short)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

It’s much\ntoo short.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

And to\nlove<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

As we\nhave to love,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

When we\nreally love,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even if I\nhad 100 years,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enough\ntime.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enough\ntime.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I won’t\nhave enough time,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enough time.<\/em><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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