Adieu is a breakup anthem wrapped in piano pop sweetness, yet its lyrics hit like a blunt truth serum. Béatrice Martin sketches her soon-to-be ex as a sloppy late-night visitor: wine-stained shirt, buttons missing, rushed lovemaking, and barroom tales nobody asked for. Each detail drips with eye-rolling impatience, setting the stage for the moment her tolerance finally runs out.
When the chorus lands she takes back control. With a breezy Prends donc la porte (“go on, take the door”) she rejects nostalgia, friendship offers, and every half-hearted memory the singer tries to belt out. The message is clear: she loved him, but the story ends here. Adieu turns the simple word “goodbye” into a badge of self-respect, reminding us that closing the door can be the most liberating act of all.