We mustn't hide the fact that in schools playgrounds
People who laugh sometimes make others cry
Margaux seemed like she came from the stars
She was sincere, sincerely special
She was unloved and so badly dressed
The pretty tidy people didn't want her her her
She was unloved and so badly dressed
The copies-pasts, didn't fit
Margaux, you curse the life at evening
Margaux, a thousand dumb in your head
Margaux, if it finally changed
Margaux, a thousand dumb against one
And you are fed up
When she is gloomy, it's on her notebook
That Margaux deposites her dark thoughts
Alone, she kills in blue ink
Those who trample her or close their eyes
She was unloved and so badly dressed
The pretty tidy people didn't want her her her
She was unloved and so badly dressed
The copies-pasts, didn't fit
Margaux, you curse the life at evening
Margaux, a thousand dumb in your head
Margaux, if it finally changed
Margaux, a thousand dumb against one
And you are fed up
It's from all times, in every country
That a child laugh at a nicer one
This normal morning, it has rained suddenly
In her notebook, Margaux doesn't write anymore
She was unloved
The pretty tidy people She was unloved
The copies-pasts
Margaux, you curse the life at evening
Margaux, a thousand dumb in your head
Margaux, if it finally changed
Margaux, a thousand dumb against one
And you are fed up
Oh you are fed up
You are fed up
And you are fed up