Sylvie Vartan
LIFE OF AN ARTIST Ahmad Oueini, music and french lyrics: C. Francis and Léo Ferré, 1995
I met you somewhere on the stairs
Or in a cafe oh who cares
I think by now you have forgotten
From the first date we fell in love
Or maybe i just liked your glove
Let's both pretend this is what happened
I gave you many many things
I gave you songs for me to sing
I was your muse and inspiration
And you had thought to make ends meet
At twenty years a simple feat
Life for you was a long vacation
Those end-of-months or so to speak
Would come back seven times a week
Since the day we had lived together
And every night we'd yell and shout
And my break never came about
But we would cling to one another
How can I possibly forget
Those tearful moments I regret
So many questions with no answer
There's many days ahead of you
Live them up because it's true
Beautiful days quickly weather
And now we both drifted apart
You found your niche I got my part
I know it's so sad to be parted
You may take the stereo
I'd rather keep my ol' piano
My glory days have only started
And one day like a slip-of-tongue
A clumsy girl hearing my song
Would tell you all about my stardom
You would answer with disdain
Referring to the said refrain:
"Honey please turn down the volume!"