Marlène déconne [English translation]

You, my love, I love you

And and this will be the end of me

You, my love, you love me

But you don't touch me

You, my love, I love you

But the room is so cold

Me, my love, it makes me bleed

When you softly tell me

It's not the end of the world

Too beautiful, too good

It's not the end of the world,

Marlene plays the fool

You, my love, I love you

Like you can't even imagine

You, my love, you love me

But never in a right mess

Even on the edge of the Seine

Or on a wooden bench

Not even anywhere else, and it kills me

When you softly say

It's not the end of the world

Too beautiful, too good

It's not the end of the world,

Are those horns?

It's not the end of the world,

Marlene plays the fool

Oh, my love, it's worse as if I were joyless

Oh, my love, it's worse as if I were in distress

Me, just like every liege man, I may fall for the bait

Before our bodies freeze, ward off shafts and compasses

It's not the end of the world,

Marlene plays the fool

It's not the end of the world,

Marlene plays the fool