They often tell me
That you are laughing and singing
That you have found good fortune
With someone other than me
That you give your lips
And your body has been given
To someone other than me
Those are just stories
I don't want to believe them
You must come back
You must come back !
They often tell me
That she trembles ceaselessly
At your smallest gestures
As if she were me
They often tell me
That she has simply taken my place
How dare they say that
They would say anything
Those are just stories
I don't want to believe them
You must come back
You must come back !
Because without your love
I cannot live anymore