Chanson triste
Joe Dassin
Sad Song
In front of his blank page, a musician starts
A sad waltz, it ain't always fun, artists
He sings for himself the notes that come to him
Like an autumn breeze, it ain't always fun, Poland
His song, his sorrow stole it from the piano
And it plays on your stereo
In the night when your heart feels heavy
His song, it's the goodbye he couldn't say to her
A tune to remember, to remember
The sun lights up again, he wore out his pen
On his sad waltz, artists don't often sleep
No matter who you love, goodbyes are the same
And the autumn wind goes way beyond Poland
He made his song without knowing how
Maybe it's his heart that you hear
When another sings it while passing by
His song, it's the goodbye he couldn't say to her
A tune to remember, to remember
In front of his blank page, a musician starts
A sad waltz, it ain't always fun, artists
He sings for himself the notes that come to him
Like an autumn breeze, it ain't always fun, Poland
