Pauvre Diable

Unbelievable
We saw you dragging through the streets
At improbable hours
Howling at your disappointed loves
By a miserable
A poor girl who curses herself
For a poor devil

Pitiful
You drown your lost illusions
In shabby bars
You cry in unknown arms
That you believe charitable
A poor girl who curses herself
For a poor devil

For a son of a bastard
Who kills with words
A show-off, a macho
That you found handsome
A little crook
To whom you gave too much
Who didn't give you anything
When he turned his back on you

Incurable
We saw you wandering the streets
At improbable hours
Howling at your disappointed loves
By a miserable
A poor girl who betrays herself
For a poor devil

Crying
You just cry
You live in your thoughts
And it makes you cry
Crying
You just cry
It's over to dance
The party is over

Pitiful
A poor girl who curses herself
For a poor devil
Pitiful
For a poor devil