Je Ne T'aime Pas

Take your hand away, I don't love you
Because you wanted it, you're just a friend
For others are made the hollow of your arms
And your dear kiss, your sleeping head

Don't talk to me, when it's evening
Too intimately, even in a low voice
Don't give me especially your handkerchief
It holds too much of the perfume I love

Tell me about your loves, I don't love you
What hour was the most intoxicating for you? I don't love you
And if she liked you, and if she was ungrateful
In telling me, don't be charming
I don't love you

I don't love you. I am on my knees
The fire has gone out, the door is closed, I don't love you
Don't ask for anything, I cry, that's all
I don't love you, I don't love you, oh my beloved

Take your hand away, I don't love you
I don't love you