This story is clearly over But I must admit that some evenings Sometimes I think about it and then I forget I think about it and then I forget I think about it especially when I'm alone at night And when your memory comes back to make me suffer I think about it and then I forget Everyone asks me if I cried And if I'm still crying for you But if they ask me, it's simply To be able to laugh at me Oh, if I lie a little bit, but I say proudly I never cried in my life It's just if my eyes blink a little When I think about it and then I forget I think about it and then I forget I think about it especially when I'm alone at night And when your memory comes back to make me suffer I think about it very quickly and then I forget I think about it and then I forget But I think about it much more than I forget Because deep inside me I feel this love I think about it, I will always think about it I think about it, I will always think about it