Well, I'm not very good at French but here's my shot at a translation:
Francis you have so much to say
But it all remains locked up
And when you do not know what to say anymore
You start to cry
But this, your public does not see it
You encourage it to dream
While you look at her
Francis the words remain well hidden
In front of this girl who does not ask
Any better than to be loved
But you just do not know how to take yourself there
Your throat tightens and your heart beats more beautiful
While your eyes are on her
But I will not forget you
And I count on you
To come help
Those who feel for you
What you write in
These songs for her
Francis I am going soon
And I think very highly of you
While my fingers on the piano
Play all that I owe you
And remember that you can
Have the world at your feet
If you do not leave yourself to break down
By those who leave your side
But I will not forget you
And I count on you
To come help
Those who feel for you
What you write in
These songs for her
Well, I'm not very good at French but here's my shot at a translation:
Francis you have so much to say But it all remains locked up And when you do not know what to say anymore You start to cry But this, your public does not see it You encourage it to dream While you look at her
Francis the words remain well hidden In front of this girl who does not ask Any better than to be loved But you just do not know how to take yourself there Your throat tightens and your heart beats more beautiful While your eyes are on her
But I will not forget you And I count on you To come help Those who feel for you What you write in These songs for her
Francis I am going soon And I think very highly of you While my fingers on the piano Play all that I owe you
And remember that you can Have the world at your feet If you do not leave yourself to break down By those who leave your side
But I will not forget you And I count on you To come help Those who feel for you What you write in These songs for her