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Sister Angélique

It moves me, you know,
Seeing you dressed like that
And especially, to call you
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
 
Don't make fun of me
I hardly dare to talk to you on familiar terms
It's hard for me to call you
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
 
The friends haven't forgotten,
How much you liked having fun
Deep down, we never understood your decision
 
The friends, I'll tell them
That you look very happy, it's true
It's blindingly obvious, I know
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
 
Do you ever think of us?
Of Patrick, of Claire, of Zizou?
And of your big friend, Jean-Lou?
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
 
About Jean-Lou, you know,
It seems he's going to get married
With this girl, do you remember, from Juan-les-Pins
 
But tell me, but what's wrong with you?
But you're crying, you're crying, why?
C'mon, don't cry like that!
 
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
Sister Angélique, Sister Angélique
 

Platform ticket

That train that runs into the night
How many dreams it carries on itself
But how many sorrows it can drops
In a platform ticket
Because there's always someone
That stays in this goodbyes platform
There's always someone that leaves
And doesn't come back
 
With that train the love leaves
But this love will never know
The force it takes to throw
This old platform ticket
Because there's always someone
That stays in this goodbyes platform
There's always somone that leaves
And doesn't come back
 
Goodbyes that bid farewell
With tears in the eyes
When one takes takes a trip
The other a platform ticket
Because there's always someone
That stays in that goodbyes platform
There's always someone that leaves
And doesn't come back
 
And I stay here
Lost in the end of the goodbyes platform
And, inside of me, I know
That you won't be coming back
That you won't be coming back
That you won't be coming back
 

My friends, my friends

It is to you that I return
My friends, my friends,
You that I had neglected
When love is past
 
A boy had smiled at me
My friends, my friends,
I betrayed, without thinking,
Your friendship
 
I discovered on his lips
New words
As sweet as prayers
 
And when he took my hand
My friends, my friends,
I thought he was offering me
eternity
 
But this boy betrayed me
My friends, my friends,
This love left me only a wounded heart
 
In his eyes, on his lips
Everything was wrong
Oaths and prayers
 
It is to you that I return
My friends, my friends,
I return to friendship
To forget
 
My friends, my friends !
My friends, my friends !