Why people are people in love
Always a bit the same?
They have when they pass by
The same look of having one desire for two.
They are happy people.
Why people are people in love
Always a bit the same?
When they have their problems
Well, there is nothing you can say, nothing you can do for them.
They are people in love.
And me, I hardly know you
But it would be a a stroke of luck
If we were to go a bit like them
We could make, without upsetting anyone
Some space for the both of us
But if it's not worth
My raising this again
Tell me straight (lit: looking me eye to eye).
Whatever time this might take
However high the stakes
I want to be a happy man.
Why are people in love
Always a bit rebellious?
They have their own world,
Which nothing can force to look like those
That people give us as models (to copy/live by)
Why are people in love
Always a little cruel?
When they speak about themselves
There is something that keeps you out.
These are human things.