May I close my eyes
during my whole life, up to the graveyard
May I open my door,
only to get out?
May I count on myself without taking into account
the ones who bear their sorrows ?
Look at them without even seeing them
and bear to look at my face in a mirror?
(chorus)
that's my business1, that's my business
that's my own business, that's my own business
that's your business, that's my business
that's my own business, that's your own business
that's a business of all of us, that tarnishes us all,
the smart ones, the lowly ones
the upright ones and the mighty ones,
the yellow and white and black and red skinned
and everyone who breathes.
Yeah, yeah...
May I pretend to believe
that it never rains on my sidewalk?
Will I be able to pretend I forgot about it
in my final hour?
Is happiness so whole
if only my loved ones can enjoy it?
Isn't the song of secourable men
the most beautiful love song ever?
(chorus)
that's my business, that's my own business!
that's our business...
that's a business of all of us, that tarnishes us all,
the smart ones, the lowly ones
the upright ones and the mighty ones,
the yellow and white and black and red skinned
and everyone who breathes.
Yeah, yeah...
1. the French expression for "that's my business" means literally "It looks at me"