Sèche Tes Pleurs
Daniel Bélanger
Dry Your Tears
I've never seen a girl
Cry so much for a boy
Never seen love
Create hate in this way
Her sorrows of the day
Will end up in those of the night
You have to see her walk heavily
As if each step weighed on him
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
Fifteen days ago he left
The one she wanted for a long time
He left the one
She wishes death upon now
Let him die, better, let him suffer
Let a girl dump him overboard
Let him suffocate in his tears like me
Let the south of the girl turn him into the north
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
To anyone who will listen
She speaks ill of him as much as she can
The jerk, the dog, the bastard
No kindness, no tender memory
And she cries and cries again
With all the tears falling
I thought to calm my remorse
And provide water to the third world
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
Who do I see this afternoon?
Her poor devil all drunk
"I love her and I'm bored"
Why don't you go find her?
And I was saying to myself quietly
Go on, she's dying to see you again
Go there, do me a favor
Block the Black Sea tributary
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
Dry your tears, dry your tears
I beg you dry your tears
Dry your tears, dry your tears
Dry your tears my sister...
Dry your tears my sister...