Joe Dassin
Un Lord Anglais (An English Lord)
[Intro; Verse 1]
She had been married to an English lord
Nobody is perfect
Petits fours, big love
The sun of Bromley
And the cloud of the milk

[Verse 2]
I had debarked a morning in her life
Nobody is safe
Gardener, diplomat
18 years old house

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I had conscientiously cultivated your garden
I had some compliments every morning
My'lord was happy
And My'lady thought;
Long live the French! (Encore!)

[Chorus 1]
I had become the friend of the English lord
Nobody is perfect
My radishes, his whiskey
The gossip of Windsor
"My wife also adores you"

[Verse 3]
She left every night to rejoin me
Nobody is safe
Sealed, discrete words
The games at 4 o'clock
It is beautiful, the common market

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I had conscientiously cultivated your garden
I had compliments every morning
My lord was happy
And Milady thought;
Long live the French! (Encore)
[Chorus 2]
I became myself an English lord
Nobody is perfect
(Fox) hunting, a big speech
The night in Buckingham
Accompanied by my wife

[Outro]
She had made herself come yesterday from Paris
Nobody is perfect
A new garden
18-year-old house
To cultivate her lawn (encore)