Dalida Lyrics
"He Must Have Been Eighteen (Il Venait D'Avoir Dix-Huit Ans)"

(Pascal Auriat/Simone Gaffie/Jean-Claude Jouhaud)
adaptation anglaise Samir Kassab

I think he must have been eighteen, he was as fragile as a dream
Strong as a man.
Seeing the summer in his eyes, I left my autumns as it flies
Like grey of silence.
I added make-up to my face, as if to color some disgrace.
I saw him smiling.
Rainbows and colors of the spring, I would have given anything
To win his loving.

I think he must have been eighteen, a movie star or any screen
It makes him careless.
He never said a word of love, he thought that's speaking about love
Was only worthless.
And then as if a lie were new, he simply whispered "I want you!
Let's stay together!"
We drifted slowly through the night, I never knew a love more right
Not since not ever.

I think he must have been eighteen, it makes him vain and almost mean.
He's looking abusing.
Without a word, he slowly dressed, leaving me to my loneliness
My share of losing.
I could have tried to make him mine, I let him go without a sign.
My fake was lying.
He said "I'm not the kind you thought! Love is for grown-ups, after all!"
I felt like crying.
I added make-up to my face as if to color some disgrace.
I saw him smiling.
I had forgotten in a dream that I was almost twice eighteen.