La première fille de ma vie

The first girl in my life
I don't remember her very well
I hadn't promised her anything
And I gave her back her hand
I left her for a blonde
For three minutes and twenty seconds
I remember she laughed
At my beginnings in bed

The Baker with the Smiling Heart
God knows if I made her suffer
Gave me her heart as a gift
I soiled it and I was wrong

I ran into Beatrice
She wanted to become an actress
But she married a rag
Who had a funny name
A funny name, a funny tone
I changed for a schoolteacher
Alas, she had no vices
I traveled, she took me back
Things weren't going well, I left

The Baker with the Smiling Heart
God knows if I made her suffer
Gave me her heart as a gift
I soiled it and I was wrong