Lyrics and translation The Kinks - This Man He Weeps Tonight

This Man He Weeps Tonight

I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen.
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile.
I wish that you'd have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us,
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own.

And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow.

I thought our thing would last,
'Cause it said so in my horoscope,
The days have gone and past while dreaming away.
The lighting here is dim,
And the room closes in around me.
Your picture's hanging loose on a rusting nail.

And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow.

And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow

Cet Homme Pleure Ce Soir

J'aimerais que tu puisses voir
Tout ce que j'ai vu.
Cet esprit que j'ai rend la vie digne d'être vécue.
J'aimerais que tu aies su
Tous les projets que j'avais pour nous,
Rire, danser, parcourir le monde seuls.

Et cet homme, il pleure ce soir,
Et sa tête est courbée par le chagrin,
Mais que peux-tu faire, assise là,
Et tu le laisses pleurer demain,
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.

Je pensais que notre histoire durerait,
Parce que c'était écrit dans mon horoscope,
Les jours ont passé pendant que je rêvais.
La lumière ici est faible,
Et la pièce se referme sur moi.
Ta photo est accrochée de travers sur un clou rouillé.

Et cet homme, il pleure ce soir,
Et sa tête est courbée par le chagrin,
Mais que peux-tu faire, assise là,
Et tu le laisses pleurer demain,
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.

Et cet homme, il pleure ce soir,
Et sa tête est courbée par le chagrin,
Mais que peux-tu faire, assise là,
Et tu le laisses pleurer demain,
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.
Oui, tu le laisseras pleurer demain.