The first time
We don't hold back
We give the best part of ourself
What can that do?
Whether it lasts or not
We give the best of ourself
And we don't even admit that we love him
And I've cried over trifles1
I have loved for less than nothing, like you
And I've wanted to pack my bags
I have stayed up until morning, like you
Like you
The first time
We don't even think
We give the best of ourself
That we're leaving this life
Or much more than that
We give the best of ourself
And he doesn't even know that we love him
And I've cried over trifles
I have loved for less than nothing, like you
And I've wanted to pack my bags
I have dreamed of it until morning, like you
Like you
After, it's memories
That bring
Tears to yours eyes
After that, make you smile
Just to think a bit
But I loved him
As I loved him
And I've cried over trifles
I have loved for less than nothing, like you
And I've wanted to pack my bags
I have stayed up until morning, like you
Like you
1. I chose "trifles" as more in keeping with the style and rhythm of the song, but the meaning is of "bêtises" is perhaps closer to "stupid stuff". Take your pick.