Mon amant de Saint-Jean [English translation]

I don't know why she went to dance

In Saint-Jean, at the musettes1

But when this guy stole a kiss from her

She shivered, got drawn in

How not to lose your mind

When embraced by such daring arms?

For we always believe in sweet love words

When they are told with the eyes

She who loved him so much

She thought he was the most handsome in Saint-Jean

She was left intoxicated

Her willpower lost with every kiss

Without even thinking about it, she would give him

The best of herself

Smooth-talker he was, every time he was lying

She knew it, but she loved him

How not to lose your mind

When embraced by such daring arms?

For we always believe in sweet love words

When they are told with the eyes

She who loved him so much

She thought he was the most handsome of Saint-Jean

She was left intoxicated

Her willpower lost with every kiss

But alas, in Saint-Jean as everywhere else

An oath is only a lure

She was mad to believe in happiness

And to think she would keep his heart

How not to lose your mind

When embraced by such daring arms?

For we always believe in sweet love words

When they are told with the eyes

She who loved him so much

She thought he was the most handsome of Saint-Jean

She was left intoxicated

Her willpower lost with every kiss

She who loved him so much

She thought he was the most handsome of Saint-Jean

He doesn't love her anymore

It's all past now

Let's forget about it

He doesn't love her anymore

It's all past now

Let's forget about it

1. Typical French dance ball with accordion music

• Artist:Patrick Bruel