Voilà
Françoise Hardy
There you go
There you go, I look at the others
Yet I find nothing in them
That's how it is
There you go, I go with the others
Time passes worse than well
That's how it is
And you?
What are you doing?
Are you happy with everything?
I am here, in front of you, always the same
Oh! Why is it still you that I love
That I love, that I love, that I love
You are there, in front of me, always the same
Oh! Why can't I tell you
I love you, I love you, I love you
There you go, I go back to the others
Who love me and whom I do not love
That's how it is
And you, go find that other
Do you love her or is that what you think
That's how it is
There you go, we have nothing, nothing more to say
I am here, in front of you, always the same
You see, it's still you that I love
That I love, that I love, that I love
You leave and nothing is worth it anymore
Oh! Why can't I shout
I love you, I love you, I love you