Francis [English translation]

Francis, you have many things to say

But it's all locked up inside

And when you don't know what else to say

You begin to cry

But, that, your public doesn't see

You encourage them to dream, while you watch them

Francis, the words stay stuck in your throat in front of this girl who asks

Only to be loved

You, you don't know how to handle it

You throat tightens up, and your heart beats with a vengeance

While your eyes are on her

But I, I won't forget you and I count on you

To come to the aide

Of those who feel for you, what you've written in your songs for her.

Francis, I'm leaving soon and I'm thinking of you

While my fingers on the piano play for you all that I owe you

And remember you can have the world at your feet

If you don't let yourself be discouraged by those who leave you behind

And I, I won't forget you and I count on you

To come to the aide

Of those who feel for you, what you've written in your songs for her.

But I, I won't forget you and I count on you

To come to the aide

Of those who feel for you, what you've written in your songs for her.