This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Trop riche et tellement beau
Je me fiche d'être un salaud.
Sur le trottoir, je fais mon Rimbaud
Ringard quasi pseudo.
Macho, phalo, crado, hello !
Relax, oh Max, mollo, embrasse !
Je suis un sex-symbol
Cette nuit, je te rendrai folle.
Si tendre et si chaud
Sur le ventre ou sur le dos.
Macho, phalo, crado, hello !
Relax, oh Max, mollo, embrasse !
Le héros qu'il te faut, le héros
Le héros qu'il te faut.
Le héros qu'il te faut
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Après notre petit espoir
Je n'aurai plus besoin de toi.
Je suis riche et si beau
Que je me fiche d'être un salaud.
Le héros qu'il te faut, le héros
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Le héros qu'il te faut, je suis le héros
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Je me fiche d'être un salaud.
Sur le trottoir, je fais mon Rimbaud
Ringard quasi pseudo.
Macho, phalo, crado, hello !
Relax, oh Max, mollo, embrasse !
Je suis un sex-symbol
Cette nuit, je te rendrai folle.
Si tendre et si chaud
Sur le ventre ou sur le dos.
Macho, phalo, crado, hello !
Relax, oh Max, mollo, embrasse !
Le héros qu'il te faut, le héros
Le héros qu'il te faut.
Le héros qu'il te faut
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Après notre petit espoir
Je n'aurai plus besoin de toi.
Je suis riche et si beau
Que je me fiche d'être un salaud.
Le héros qu'il te faut, le héros
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Le héros qu'il te faut, je suis le héros
Le héros qui a tout faux.
Lyrics submitted by Oliviaka
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