Shame on you who first taught me betrayal
And with horror and anger made me lose my mind
And with horror and anger made me lose my mind
Shame on you dark-eyed woman, whose fatal love
Buried in the shadow my springtime and my beautiful days
Buried in the shadow my springtime and my beautiful days
It's your voice, it's your smile, it's your corrupting look
That taught me to curse until seeming happy
That taught me to curse until seeming happy
It's your youth, it's your charms, that made me despair
And if I'm doubtful of the tears, it's because I've seen you cry
And if I'm doubtful of the tears, it's because I've seen you cry
Shame on you, I was still, as simple as a child
Like a flower at dawn my heart opened loving you
Like a flower at dawn my heart opened loving you
Certainly this defenceless heart, could easily be abused
But to leave it its innocence was even easier
But to leave it its innocence was even easier
Shame on you, who was the mother of my first pain 1
And you made spring from my eyelids a stream of tears
And you made spring from my eyelids a stream of tears
It flows, be sure of it and nothing will dry it up
It springs from a wound that will never heal
It springs from a wound that will never heal
But in this bitter stream, at least I'll wash myself 2
And I will leave there I hope your abhorrent memory
And I will leave there I hope your abhorrent memory
And I will leave there I hope your abhorrent memory
1. error in the french here, mère not mer 2. tense is wrong in the french here - laverai/laisserai - future