Je suis venue te dire

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer

Comme dit si bien Verlaine au vent mauvais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien changer

Comme dit si bien Verlaine au vent mauvais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Tu t'souviens des jours anciens et tu pleures

Tu soffoques, tu blèmis à prèsent qu'à sonnè l'heure

Des adieux à jamais (ouais)

Je suis au regret de te dire que je m'en vais

Je t'aimais, oui, mais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer

Comme dit si bien Verlaine au vent mauvais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Tu t'souviens des jours hereux et tu pleures

Tu sanglotes, tu gèmis à prèsent qu'a sonnè l'heure

Des adieux à jamais (ouais)

Je suis au regret de te dire que je m'en vais

Je t'aimais, oui, mais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais

Je t'aimais, oui, mais

Nobody knows. Sono io.

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Sun been down for days

A pretty flower in a vase

A slipper by the fireplace

A cello lying in its case

Soon she’s down the stairs

Her morning elegance she wears

The sound of water makes her dream

Awoken by a cloud of steam

She pours a daydream in a cup

A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And she fights for her life

as she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain as it pours

And she fights for her life

as she goes in a store with a thought

she has caught by a thread

she pays for the bread and she goes…

Nobody knows

Sun been down for days

A winter melody she plays

The thunder makes her contemplate

She hears a noise behind the gate

Perhaps a letter with a dove

Perhaps a stranger she could love

And she fights for her life

as she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain as it pours

And she fights for her life

as she goes in a store with a thought

she has caught by a thread

she pays for the bread and she goes…

Nobody knows

And she fights for her life

as she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain as it pours

And she fights for her life

as she goes in a store

where the people are pleasantly strange

and counting the change as she goes…

Nobody knows

Sono io.