Texty: Gilbert Montagné. The Fool.

No, no don't let me play the fool,
I can't really love you by the rules
For my love is sweet and free
No, no don't let me play the fool,
For this thing you ask oh ! it's so cruel,
Can't you see it isn't me.

What you ask of me is just to be your clown,
Someone you can lead about and show around,
Why make of our love a children's puppet show
Can't I simply love you in the way I know,
What I ask of you is not to turn away,
Listen to the words that i'm trying to say,
Our love could be a new adventure ev'ry day,
Cause I love you, love you, love you, love you.

No, no don't let me play the fool,
I can't really love you by the rules
For my love is sweet and free
No, no don't make me play the fool,
For this thing you ask oh ! it's so cruel,
Can't you see it isn't me.

All I want from you is a little sympathy
Try to understand what it would be for me
All my hopes and dreams would now be bound and tied
Any hope of freedom would have surely died,
I want to know that I can fall in love again
And be sure that my love will never not restrain
So please just let me love you in the way I know,
Cause I love you, love you, love you, love you.

No, no don't let me play the fool,
I can't really love you by the rules
For my love is sweet and free
No, no don't make me play the fool,
For this thing you ask oh ! it's so cruel,
Can't you see it isn't me...

(Merci a Pierre pour cettes paroles)