Jaloux De Tout Lyrics in English by Benjamin Biolay

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I knew well, baby, that it wasn't easy

That I was cowardly, it's true, and full of absinthe

That it was late, I know, when your complaint came

But that compared to me, you were a saint

I knew well, baby, that you were too beautiful

When you undressed in the pale night

Jealous of the slightest f*g, of the slightest horse

That you rode, baby, I hurt too much

Ketamine and Gardenal pills

I'm not lying to you, baby, I found you dirty

I was tense, I had a taste of salt

Happiness wears out, it's true, as soon as we call it

I knew well, baby, that you were straight

And from head to toe, Black & Decker

You had the sacred flame and Converse

You were my dream woman, my Persian girl

I probably had too much love in me

You were probably much too beautiful for me

I was jealous of everything, jealous of everything

I knew well, baby, that you were fatal

That you were going to trigger the final assault

I should've confided, confessed

But I was overwhelmed and pathetic

I didn't understand anything, baby, I saw evil

Everywhere, on all sides, read your journal

Everywhere I had side stitches, cold sweats

As soon as a stranger seemed affable

I felt ugly, yeah, and incurable

Whether I was sober, tipsy, wasted

And I was like crumpled and like sullen

As soon as you spoke to others at the table

I knew well, baby, that it was war

You must've loved me less, less than before

You were the most beautiful girl on earth

You'll forget my kisses, but not hell

I probably had too much love in me

You were probably much too beautiful for me

I was jealous of everything, jealous of everything

Jealous of everything, I was jealous of everything

You often said "I'm going to lose you one day"

I always replied "you're talking nonsense, as always!"

You sometimes said "you're just talking wind"

I always replied "you're talking nonsense, as often!"

Before, before

You also said "you're going to leave"

I replied "never", you, you never held it against me

Then you said "my dear, my dear, make love to me again"

I never really replied, but we often made love again

Before

I knew well, baby, that it was gloomy

That we had something underfoot like a rose

That we did the thing less, it's true

That I had left so many bruises

You'll have understood, baby, that I blame myself

That besides ruining everything, I gave little

I had a Hedi Slimane striped sweater

You were my dream life, my first lady

But I was jealous of everything, jealous of everything, jealous of everything

I was jealous of everything

I probably had too much love in me

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Benjamin Biolay

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couard — cowardly

Couard means "cowardly" or "a coward." It's a somewhat old-fashioned and strong word that isn't used in everyday conversation as frequently as other synonyms.

In the song, the narrator admits, "Que j'étais couard, c'est vrai," acknowledging his own cowardice in the relationship. This self-deprecating honesty, using a less common but impactful word, immediately sets a tone of vulnerability and regret, making it an intriguing choice for a learner.

Have you ever been so in love that it actually made you a bit... terrible? Benjamin Biolay's "Jaloux De Tout" [Jealous of Everything] is a raw, confessional look at a relationship crumbling under the weight of intense jealousy and insecurity. Our singer admits he was a "couard" [coward] and "plein d'absinthe" [full of absinthe], acknowledging his own flaws while still seeing his partner as a "sainte" [saint] compared to him.

He describes being consumed by jealousy, even of a "moindre pédé, du moindre cheval" [slightest gay man, slightest horse] his partner rode! He confesses to finding her "sale" [dirty] because of his own twisted perceptions, even though he saw her as his "femme rêvée, ma fille de perse" [dream woman, my Persian girl]. It's a really honest, almost brutal, look at how too much love, or rather, a possessive kind of love, can destroy something beautiful. He knew it was "la guerre" [war] and that she would eventually forget his kisses, but not the "enfer" [hell] he created.

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