She’s broken. But that doesn’t mean she is weak. If you apply enough pressure anything will break.

 

Mais mon amour, mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour

De l’aube claire jusqu’à la fin du jour

Je t’aime encore, tu sais, je t’aime

Jacques Brel
(via soul-and-blues)

 

~ Translated, with help from Google Translate ~

 

But, my love, my sweet, my dear, my wonderful love
From clearest dawn until the end of day
I love you again, you know, I love you