Adieu, Camille

{Him:}
You're eighteen now
And you don't believe in love,
Goodbye Camille, Goodbye Camille, Goodbye Camille,
Go back to your convent
And when they tell you those ugly tales
That poisoned your mind
Just answer what I'm about to say:

"I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes, I've loved,
It's me who has lived"

{Her:}
I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes but I've loved.
It's me who has lived

All men are liars, fickle, crazy, talkative,
Hypocrites, proud or cowardly, despicable and sensual

{Him:}
All women are treacherous, artificial,
vain, curious and depraved

{Her:}
The world is just a bottomless sewer
Where the ugliest seals crawl and twist
On mountains of filth

{Him:}
But there is one thing holy and sublime in this world
It's the union of two of these imperfect and awful beings,
Goodbye Camille, goodbye, Goodbye Camille

I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes, I've loved,
It's me who has lived

{Her:}
I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes but I've loved,
It's me who has lived

We're often deceived in love, often hurt, often unhappy
We're often deceived in love, often hurt, often unhappy

{Him:}
But we love, but we love and when we're on the edge of our grave,
We turn back to look behind, and we say and we say, Camille:

"I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes, I've loved,
It's me who has lived and not some fake being
Created by my pride and my boredom"

{Her:}
I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes but I've loved,
It's me who has lived

{Him:}
I've suffered often, I've been wrong sometimes, I've loved,
It's me who has lived, goodbye Camille, goodbye

{Her:}
All men are liars

{Him:}
You're eighteen now and you don't believe in love anymore.