Cœur perdu [English translation]

Freedom is hell

When she falls on an imprisoned heart

Chained up like in the galleys

At the heart of his soul mate, his half

The chains broke

And my heart no longer belongs to anyone

At forty years old well

I'm afraid he'll be lost forever

Heart to take, not to sell, to give

A little lame, a little used, a little broken

Heart crumbling, distressed, stewed

In pieces, in tatters, at the bottom of the boots

He loved for a long time

The most beautiful times

He sang

Beat him for twenty years

For a love now

Gone

He had more than no

Happiness in everyday life

Each second

He cried silently

For eternal suffering

From this world

Heart to take, not to sell, to give

A little lame, a little used, a little broken

Heart crumbling, distressed, stewed

In pieces, in tatters, at the bottom of the boots

Who will want to pick up

This little heart abandoned, scrapped

It's not a gift my beautiful

He is full of rebellious ideas

But alas, it will hurt one day

To still believe in love

If you want

I offer you this lost heart

That will never love ever again

Or so little

• Artist:Renaud
• Album:Boucan d'Enfer