The Friday OT: la ville s'endormait (Jacques Brel)

The most wonderful song.

An esoteric, melancholic, intelligent, wise and heartbreakingly beautiful song that Brel recorded in 1977. He was living his last years in the island of Les Marquises and knew he was dying of lung cancer. He returned to Paris to record his last album, called simply "Brel" and this is, for me and many others, the standout track. A year later he passed on.