Le Blues de Françoise [English translation]

Today Françoise doesn’t have a good expression

On the floor are Kleenex, and cigarette butts

She hasn’t the strength to wake up again

No emails, not a telephone call

She clings on to her t-shirt

Smelling like the fiery scent of her beloved

This evening Françoise lost the taste for life

A trash that overflows with cans and frozen food

Go Françoise, this is a friend speaking

Get your self together, you are not pretty when you cry *1

Go Françoise, this is a friend speaking

Get your self together, you are not pretty when you cry

Go Françoise, this is a friend speaking

Get your self together, you are not pretty when you cry

Go Françoise, this is a friend speaking

Get your self together, you are not pretty when you cry

This evening Françoise wants it to be her fate

I must say that he has done everything to separate you *2

All these misunderstandings here are not missed

Without wanting to talk about this lack of pride

Currently Françoise isn’t shrewd *3

A bit of chocolate by way of a boyfriend

Françoise’s heart beats blue

The hectolitres of tears that gnaw at her, again from her eyes *4

[le choeur encore]

[Repeat chorus]