C'est un homme terrible

He's a terrible man
With gentle eyes
He targets me
He hits me hard
He makes me cry
With just a glance
He makes me tremble
When he's running late
He's a terrible man
With green eyes
He sees right through
He puts me under a microscope
I'm transparent
When he's in front of me
I cry, I lament
I'm left speechless
I slide down the slope
Of fear and dread
This man haunts me
He puts me on the cross
He's a terrible man
He's a terrible man

But when he caresses me
When I feel his two hands
Resting like compresses
On my eyes full of sorrow
Then I come back to life
I find spring again
Happiness invites
In the arms of my lover

He's a terrible man
With blue eyes
My heart is the target
Where he aims the best
He comes back to me
He always returns
With a big