Ballade de Melody Nelson

This is the story
Of Melody Nelson
That besides myself, no one
Has ever held in their arms
You're surprised
But that's how it is

She had love
Poor Melody Nelson
Yeah, she had tons of it
But her days were numbered
Fourteen autumns
And fifteen summers

A little creature
Was this
Melody Nelson
An adorable girl
And such a delicious child
That I only knew for a moment

Oh! My Melody
My Melody Nelson
Lovely little bitch
You were the
Sine qua non
Of my reason