I don't know why she went dancing to Saint-Jean at the Musette but when this guy kissed her She shivered, she was shivered How can you not lose your head When you're held by bold arms Because we always believe in the sweet words of love When they are said with the eyes She, who loved him so much She found him the most beautiful of Saint-Jean She remained gray, without will, under his kisses Without thinking anymore, she gave him The best of her being To the speaker, every time he lied She knew it, but she loved him How can you not lose your head When you're held by bold arms Because we always believe in the sweet words of love When they are said with the eyes She, who loved him so much She found him the most beautiful of Saint-Jean She remained gray, without will, under his kisses But alas, but Saint-Jean, like elsewhere A vow, but only one hour She was crazy to believe in happiness And to want to keep his heart How can you not lose your head When you're held by bold arms Because we always believe in the sweet words of love When they are said with the eyes She, who loved him so much She found him the most beautiful of Saint-Jean She remained gray, without will, under his kisses She, who loved him so much She found him the most beautiful of Saint-Jean He doesn't love her anymore It's in the past, let's not talk about it He doesn't love her anymore It's in the past, let's not talk about it © transcript Emily Beynon