My God, this is cowardly
this is stupid
What a tragedy, what trouble
My God, this is awful
My lover has left again
My God, this is sad
He hardly loved me
I believe I loved him so much
My God, you don't care
You only had eyes
for another, and not me
Even though time passes
I forget not
The samba
the samba of the days with you
the samba of my beating heart
the samba
the samba of the days with you
the samba of the days with you
the samba of my beating heart
the samba of my beating heart
My God, this is ugly
This is annoying
you played me
My God, this is idiotic
to say goodbye to each other
And Paris is so cold
My God, if you exist even a bit
Bring me
My creator
So Vain
Who painted only me
Even though time passes
I forget not