I've written sweet words
To all the girls of France
I hope for them to reply
I've swore I'll be happy
Before the end of the year
I've written sweet words
To all the girls of France
Every day and every night
But at the end of the year I am still
Alone in my bed
Nobody misses me
But that's not so bad
I have already spent a good moment
A good moment, some other time before
I think about them with so much sadness
When the moon is full
What parties, what dances
And what songs do they enjoy [lit. spend] without me
The evening starts like an old song
But I am not able to sing
I forgot the melody
For some years now.
Nobody misses me
But that's not so bad
I have already spent a good moment
A good moment, some other time before
I have already spent a good moment
A good moment, some other time before