Elle est finie [la belle histoire] [English translation]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's over,

the beautiful story.

It's over,

you can believe me.

As the last cry

of dead loves:

adieu.

You can beg,

nothing can be done.

Why cry,

it's better to be quiet.

It's over,

the beautiful story:

adieu.

Without regrets

we must part

while keeping for ourselves

all the good memories.

We have to part

to end things

the best way for ourselves

with one last smile.

It's over,

our romance.

Let's forget it

and our good times

because in life

everything starts over:

adieu.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

We have to part,

our hearts full of sorrow,

towards the future

no matter what happens.

It's over,

our romance:

adieu!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa....

• Artist:Petula Clark