Pas comme ça

Since he's no longer a baby,
He doesn't even want to play
With me, with me
And me, condemned to remember
Rethinking all those years on the cross
I don't understand what happened,
But for sure you're not the baby
From before, from before

And our youthful games are over
This page was supposed to be turned
With you, with you
And sometimes I hear you say strange things
We've seen many other things and you listen to me

You'll see, you'll see
They won't get us
No, it doesn't all end like that
Without delay, we'll make ourselves heard
But no, it doesn't all end like that

We are much stronger than these foolish things,
Than these trends and those sixties
I never want to see you leave
But I come, our black friend, fate
I should have known, I should have known
And believe you and believe you
You leave and I think nothing is missing
It's true, that name
You never liked it

You'll see, you'll see
They won't get us
No, it doesn't all end like that
And without delay, we'll make ourselves heard
But no, it doesn't all end like that

You'll see, you'll see
They won't get us
No, it doesn't all end like that
I'll take you to the bars, we'll end up believing
No, it doesn't all end like that