Mon amant de Saint-Jean [English translation]

I don't know why she came to dance

At Saint Jean's ball

But when this guy took a kiss from her,

She shivered, was besotted by him.

How not to lose your mind

When you're hugged by daring arms?

'Cause we all believe in sweet love words

When it's said with the eyes…

She, who loved him so much,

She felt like he was the most handsome man of Saint Jean,

She was kind of drunk

From his kisses —without even noticing.

Without thinking twice, she gave him

The best of her.

He was such a smooth-talker, and each time he lied

She knew it, but she loved him.

How not to lose your mind

When you're hugged by daring arms?

'Cause we all believe in sweet love words

When it's said with the eyes…

She, who loved him so much,

She felt like he was the most handsome man of Saint Jean,

She was kind of drunk

From his kisses —without even noticing.

Alas! At Saint Jean like everywhere else,

A promise is only a ploy,

She was a fool to believe in her happiness

And to think she could keep his heart.

How not to lose your mind

When you're hugged by daring arms?

'Cause we all believe in sweet love words

When it's said with eyes…

She, who loved him so much,

She felt like he was the most handsome man of Saint Jean,

She was kind of drunk

Of his kisses —without even noticing.

She, who loved him so much,

She felt like he was the most handsome man of Saint Jean…

He doesn't love her anymore

It's past now,

Let's not talk about it.

He doesn't love her anymore

It's past now,

Let's not talk about it.

• Artist:Patrick Bruel