Libertango

Strange, I've seen that face before
 Seen him hanging round my door
 Like a hawk stealing for the prey
 Like the night waiting for the day
 Strange, he shadows me back home
 Footsteps echo on the stone
 Rainy nights on Haussmann Boulevard
 Parisian music drifting from the bars
 Tu cherches quoi (What are you looking for?)
 A rencontrer la mort? (to meet your death?)
 Tu te prends pour qui? (Who do you think you are?)
 Toi aussi, tu detestes la vie (You hate life too)
 Dance in bars and restaurants
 Home with anyone who wants
 Strange, he's standing there alone
 Staring eyes chill me to the bone
 Dans sa chambre (In her room)
 Joëlle et sa valise (Joëlle and her suitcase)
 Un regard sur ses fringues (a glance at her clothes)
 Sur les murs des photos sans regret (on the walls some pictures without regrets)
 Sans melo?, la porte est claquee (without melodrama, the door is shut)?
 Joëlle est barre (Joëlle is gone)?