Faut pas qu'il se figure [English translation]

He doesn't have to imagine

That I'm going to throw myself into his arms

As soon as he comes towards me

And shout to him, "I'm yours."

He doesn't have to imagine

That I'll stay stunned

As soon as he looks at me

To try to impress me.

He doesn't have to imagine

That he's the only one I've been waiting for

To vow to him, all aglow:*

"You are my heaven, you are my life. . ."

He doesn't have to imagine

That he'll always do what he wants

That when he's here, he's won

And that I'm lost when he's not here. . .

. . .But what is he doing, he's late!

Here comes the lift. . .first floor. . .second. . .third. . .fourth. . .

And if he hasn't come? . . .

No! I don't believe that!

But what is he doing! It's a quarter past three!

Ah! The lift. . .first floor. . .second. . .third. . .

It's here. . .it's going to ring. . .

It's rung. . .he's rung. . .you've ring. . .

At last! I knew it. . .

He doesn't have to notice

That suddenly, since he's arrived here

I feel like I'm struggling to stop myself

From throwing myself into his arms.

He doesn't have to notice

That I'm pretending to joke

And that I don't dare to look at him

Because my heart's going to burst.

He doesn't have to notice

That I'm so happy I could die of it

And that I no longer know, before his smile

Whether I should cry or laugh.

He doesn't have to notice

That I'll always do what he wants,

That I'm lost when he's not here

He doesn't have to. . .doesn't have to. . .doesn't have to. . .

Oh! My love!

. . .If you knew. . .

• Artist:Édith Piaf