Edith PIAF / Signed Autograph Letter / Love / Passion / Jealous / Yves Montand

  
Handwritten letter signed "Eydith" to Yves Montand "Nevers, May 16, 1945 at twenty-three minutes past noon", 2 p. 1/2 in-8° on browned school paper Tear at the central fold and in the upper margin [For easier reading, we have transcribed the letter with correct spelling]. Passionate declarations to her lover Yves Montand, in the early weeks of their relationship, just days after the Allies' victory. "My little one, so big to me. It's horribly sad, I feel like crying every second, darling, my darling, oh you have to come to me, I can't take it anymore, I love you to death. This train that left with me without you, what a bastard my love, my great love, my life! I don't have the courage to talk to you about anything else but US! All I know, all that buzzes in my head like an intense song, is that there is you you you you you. What a downer, what an ugly thing our separation, what nonsense especially. Oh my darling face, my little one! Your hands, your beautiful hands, I love your skin, your beautiful face, your beautiful hair where I want to bury my lips until I suffocate, until I have only one strength, it's. To say your name, Yves my beautiful Yves my sweet Yves, my little bastard Yves. My beloved Yves, Yves, Yves, Yves. Me, I looked for your body everywhere, I miss your skin, I need your hands, your laughter, your voice, finally you!

Don't see too much of Guiguitte. Try to be well, damn it to be as you have always been, worthy of our love, be us!

You know I won't hold up, you have to come join me, I'll send you the itinerary tomorrow and you'll have to come, your shirts, your radio, your songs, after, you'll do all that in June, I want you, I love you, and that's all that matters to me. Nevers is sad to death, as sad as my heart, it's not to say, right? The streets are conventional, it seems like they were made on purpose for me, they are like all the streets in the provinces, unoriginal, full of stupid and insignificant people, well, very much as you think.

There's a guy leaving for Paris and I'm giving him my letter, you'll have news from me tomorrow, but I have to leave you because the guy is leaving and he's waiting for my letter. Goodbye my sweet joy of living, finally my me for you. Eydith [the singer combines the first letter of her name and that of her lover to sign her letter].

Piaf and Montand meet in 1945, on the set of the film "Étoile sans lumière". She is 30 and he is 24. While Piaf is already a huge celebrity, Montand is just starting out and will owe her a lot. According to her wild generosity, she showers him with gifts, but also with songs that she writes for him.

She introduces him to all the celebrities in Paris, including Cocteau. Like this letter, the first weeks of their relationship are the most passionate. Very much in love with Montand, his absence is unbearable to her. While she is on tour in the provinces, some traits of her tempestuous character emerge, such as jealousy, possessiveness, and impatience. She ends her letter with a very graphic "I love you" in big letters.