Adieu, triste amour [English translation]

I confess I need some time

Tenderness, I wasn't expecting so much of it

Distress suits you like a glove

I leave you for a long moment

Nothing in this world holds me back

Have a nice day, farewell, sad love

Think about me a little less every day

Farewell, sad love

Farewell, sad love

My childhood doesn't bugger off

In drunkenness, everything is better as before

Every second comes back to me

Have a nice day, farewell, sad love

Don't forget those were are good days

Away from the prison's ramparts

To look at the tree, to only see its trunk

A moribund piece of soul

Calls me to calm, to reason

Farewell, sad love

Farewell, sad love

• Artist:Benjamin Biolay
• Album:À l'origine