a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

October

Original version (4:09)

Make me a son, a mother’s son,
To shed mother’s tears.
Make me a mind my father’s kind
To make the future clear.
Give me a heart, a lover’s heart
With the sound of distant drums.
Give me a wife to share my life
Until October comes.

Oh don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go, October, let it be
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll see October, don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go, October, let it be
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll see October.

Take me away, far away,
Carry me ’cross the sea.
Take me back to where I am,
And where I ought to be.
That is where my heart shall be
Until my face grows thin.
Finally you will see me
Let October in.

Oh, don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go October, let it be
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll see October, don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go, October, let it be
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll see October.

Oh, don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go, October,
October.


Oh don’t you know
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll go, October, let it be
That when I’m going to rest
We’ll see October.