Samba de mon cœur qui bat [English translation]

Oh my God, how coward is it

How frustrating

What a tragedy, what a worry

Oh my God how mean is it

My love went back over there

My God how sad it is,

He loved me so little

I believe, I loved him so much

My God he doesn’t care ,

You only have attention for another one

Even if time has passed, I don’t forget

The samba

The samba of the days spent with you

THe Samba of the days spent with you

The Samba of my heart beat

Samba of my heart beat (for you)

My God How ugly is it

It bothers me that

He played me

My God it’s so awkward

To tell each other goodbye

And Paris is so cold

My God if you are real, even just a little,

Bring back to me

My aquarellist

So conceited

He was only painting me

Even if time has passed, I don’t forget

• Artist:Coralie Clément