Here is spring, the pretty flowers
Everyone seems to love life
I guess that I'm the only one who doesn't like the sun
It's not my fault, it makes me sleepy
What is the point of the shining sun?
Seeing as it knows to leave in winter
Madame Rain comes to replace it
Surely it must be tired
Summer, winter, it's exasperating
Leave, stay, it's irritating
Whatever they do, they must decide
There is one too many, one who kills himself
It's like men, it's monotonous
I have two to whom I give myself
There is one who will drive me crazy
The other, he's the one who got under my skin
This existence is complicated
And in my heart, two men dance
I know that I should go
But I can't stand to see a man cry.
Love, flowers, it's exasperating
Leave, stay, it's irritating
Whatever they do, they must decide
There is one too many, one who kills himself
The sky is all covered by rain
I'm starting to hate life
How come I love the one I shouldn't?
I ask myself how this will end.
Summer, sun, winter, rain
Love, flowers and finally life
I can't do it anymore, I've had enough
I would like to sleep to not think anymore.
But to sleep, it's exasperating
Sleep, awakening, it's irritating
Life and me, we have to decide
I believe that it is in the way, that it is killing itself.