Pauvres Diables

You women
You charm
Your smiles attract us disarm us
You angels
Adorable
And we are, we men poor devils
With thousands of roses we surround you

We love you and without saying it we prove it
We think we are very strong we think we know you
We always say
You answer maybe

You women
You my drama
You so sweet
You the source of our tears

Poor devils
That we are
Vulnerable
Miserable
We men

Poor devils
Poor devils
As soon as another smiles at you we tend
To play more or less well the indifference
We do everything to calm down then we explode
We are crazy with jealousy and it flatters you

You women
You charm
Your smiles attract us disarm us

Poor devils
That we are
Vulnerable
Miserable
We men

Poor devils
Poor devils
Poor devils