You left me, without uttering goodbye
You departed without giving me more apple pie
Woman, you were everything to me
You were my two eyes and my two kidneys
You trashed me like a bag of stale French fries
You threw me away like a box of rotten broccoli.
Tu m’as quitté, sans dire adieu,
Maintenant, je suis triste et malheureux.
Now, you are gone, I am confused
I feel nervous, restless, used and abused
I pray that you did not leave me for another man
If that’s so, I am willing to swallow my pain
Like a brave soldier, like a formidable fighter
I am not happy; I am a loser, and you: a winner.
Tu m’as quitté, sans dire au revoir,
Tu m’as laissé seul dans l’entonnoir.
You left me to die alone in the funnel
I feel devastated. I have no choice but to sail
On the vast ocean by myself, without your love
Without your needed support my dove
You abandoned me like an injured whale
Now, I can only sob, cry, weep and wail.
Tu m’as laissé pour mourir seul
Maintenant, je suis seul dans mon linceul.
I hope you are now very happy
I pray that you don’t know misery
Pain, illness, suffering and rejection
Girl, I hope you have a great life
And you find peace like a good wife
Thank you! Let me drown with my passion.
Tu m’as humilié, comme un chien vicieux;
Tu m‘as jeté, rejeté, et m’as traité d’audacieux.
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