The tenderness We can live without wealth Almost without a penny Lords and princesses There is hardly But live without tenderness We could not it No, no, no, no We could not it We can live without the glory Who proves nothing Unknown being in the history And be good But live without tenderness It is out of the question No, no, no, no It is out of the question Which soft weakness Which attractive feeling This need of tenderness Who comes to us by being born Really, really, really The work is necessary But if it is necessary to stay Weeks without making anything And indeed we are made there But live without tenderness The time seems to you long Long, long, long, long The time seems to you long In the fire of the youth The pleasures are born And the love makes exploit To dazzle us Yes but without the tenderness The love would be nothing No, no, no, no The love would be nothing When the merciless life Falls you above We are not more than a poor devil Crushed and disappointed Then without the tenderness Of a heart which supports us No, no, no, no We would not go farther A child kisses you Because we make him happy All our sorrows fade We have tears in the eyes My God, my God, my God... In your immense wisdom Immense fervour Thus make rain ceaselessly At the bottom of our hearts Torrents of tenderness So that reign the love The love reigns Till the end of days