Lyrics of Chacun Sa Vérité - Michel Sardou

Chacun Sa Vérité (original)

On m’a parlé d’elle qu’elle était aussi belle
Qu’elle était encore libre, pas vraiment, vraiment libre
Puisqu’il y avait un homme, un homme parce qu’il faut vivre
Mais la bride était longue et ses nuits agitées
Et puis y’a les jalouses, celles qui ont épousé
Un mari trop âgé, un homme parce qu’il faut vivre
Chacun sa façon de voir, moi, je me souviens d’un soir
Que je n’pourrai jamais oublier
Chacun sa façon d'être de voir à sa fenêtre
Chacun son chemin, chacun sa vérité
On m’a dit en souriant qu’elle avait mis longtemps
À n’plus parler de moi, mais ce n'était pas vrai
Puisqu’il y avait un homme, un homme parce qu’il faut vivre
Mais un homme qui l’aimait et qu’elle avait gardé
Puis on m’a dit aussi qu’elle m’avait bien menti
Mais pas vraiment trompé, un homme parce qu’il faut vivre
Chacun sa façon de voir, moi, je me souviens d’un soir
Que je n’pourrai jamais oublier
Chacun sa façon d'être de voir à sa fenêtre
Chacun son chemin, chacun sa vérité, chacun sa vérité
Un homme parce qu’il faut vivre, un homme pour se marier
Et quitter pour toujours sa jeunesse agitée
On s’est aimé très fort, on s’aime sans doute encore
Mais on n’peut plus jouer
Chacun sa façon de voir, moi, je me souviens d’un soir
Que je n’pourrai jamais oublier
Chacun sa façon d'être de voir à sa fenêtre
Chacun son chemin, chacun sa vérité

(translation)

I was told of her that she was also beautiful
That she was still free, not really, really free
Because there was a man, a man because you have to live
But the bridle was long and her nights restless
And then there are the jealous ones, those who married
A husband too old, a man because you have to live
Everyone has their own way of seeing, I remember one evening
That I can never forget
Everyone has their own way of seeing at their window
Each his way, each his truth
I was told with a smile that it took a long time
Don't talk about me anymore, but it wasn't true
Because there was a man, a man because you have to live
But a man who loved her and whom she had kept
Then I was also told that she had lied to me
But not really deceived, a man because you have to live
Everyone has their own way of seeing, I remember one evening
That I can never forget
Everyone has their own way of seeing at their window
Each his way, each his truth, each his truth
A man because you have to live, a man to get married
And leave forever his restless youth
We loved each other very much, we probably still love each other
But we can't play anymore
Everyone has their own way of seeing, I remember one evening
That I can never forget
Everyone has their own way of seeing at their window
Each his way, each his truth