Dieu que le monde est injuste [English translation]

God, how the world is unjust

He so beautiful and I so homely

I would give you the moon

And you wouldn't love me

And he without making a single gesture

Without a word, without a glance

He put the tenderness

Deep in your big, dark eyes

You will give him your body

You will believe his oaths

You love him for his exterior

Without seeing what there is within

God, how the world is unjust

He gentleman and I vagrant

He will give you the moon

You who didn't ask for anything

God, how the world is unjust

Love your beautiful cavalier

The satin of your caramel skin

Is not for the beggars

My ugliness is an insult

To your insolent beauty

An error of Nature

Who has given me no love

God, how the world is unjust

Our share is not theirs

We have no fortune

But they, then, have they a heart?

They were born into refinement

To make love and war

But we the poor worms

Our life is much more beautiful

And on which side is God?

On the side of the monstrances

Or otherwise on the side of those

Who pray to him morning and night?

The Jesus whom we adore

Did he always prefer

The Three Wise Men with their gold

To us poor shepherds?

God, how life is cruel

For two hearts that seek each other

I so homely and you so beautiful

How could you love me?