Il est des choses [English translation]

There are some things that we wouldn't want,

that some day, maybe, you will discover.

You'll understand with the years

that such a love couldn't last.

Everything hurts so much when you love me,

and you'll have some sadness,

but when I'm far away

your sorrow will pass.

It's these things which one day will end up

spoiling everything, but even so, my love,

always tell yourself that I loved you,

even when it's me who must leave you.

I'll suffer more than you,

don't look at me like that,

I know that you're already upset with me.

Always tell yourself that I loved you,

even when it's me who makes you cry.

I'll suffer more than you,

don't look at me like that,

I know that you already blame me.

• Artist:Françoise Hardy
• Album:La Maison où j'ai grandi