It's probably not true
Everything that is said
About Sophie
It cannot be true
Otherwise I'd be ashamed
Of Sophie
No, I can't believe
Seeing her so blonde
My Sophie
That I was so much wrong
About her
It's probably not true
Everything that is said
About Sophie
And I will defend her
As long as I live
Because I love her, I love her
The jesters play their game well,
But in front of me, it's them
Who lower their eyes
I know that it's not true.
What people are saying
About Sophie
I will never believe
All of this nonsense
About Sophie
Because I know her well
She's trustworthy and unsuspecting
My Sophie
She's talking to the guys
In all innocence
Without knowing that with some
And their slanders
Sometimes it's all it takes
To gossip
People talk, talk, talk and talk again
It's a disease
And of course, the others believe
Everything that they're being told
Because all the girls are
More or less jealous
Of Sophie
And I see the boys
Whose eyes embrace
My Sophie
So if I have to choose
Between this horde
And Sophie
I'd love to tell you right away,
I chose in advance
All I have to do is look with my eyes
Into the immense eyes
Of Sophie
Everything is clear and blue
And I'm happy
Because I love her.
I love her.
And above all, know that
That people all over the world
Won't change anything about it,
Nothing, nothing, nothing.