Vive La Liberté

I was thirty years old at most
When a young beauty
Managed to corrupt me
Which led me straight
To the city hall of the twelfth
Where the affair was rushed
For three or four 'I love yous'
I found myself chained
Long live freedom

It was the great adventure
Happiness got involved
But those things don't last
Often just a short year
Under my partner's breast
Beat the heart of a jailer
Who kept me like in a prison
Captive for life
Long live freedom

When she went to her mother's
Where I was only invited
I went as a bachelor
To take a walk in my past
Regain my balance
With the help of a rosé
Able to make a man free
During inebriation
Long live freedom

I aimed for the stars
Making plans to free myself
To kill her, risking my head
Sentenced to condemn
I remained a prisoner of her
Hopeless and resigned
All while dreaming of a beauty
In the literal and figurative sense
Long live freedom

When after ten years of dramas
Of incompatibilities
My beauty blushed in flames
Of a madman who took her away
Since then I chase after girls
I go where I want to go
My heart wanders aimlessly
It has so much to catch up on
Long live freedom