Francis Mbappe: Music

You, what are you doing?
Our relationship is finished.
When you start giving yourself to every man, it hurts my heart, really hurts. When I think of how beautiful you were, and how skinny you are now, you are like the dry leaves. It hurts my heart, really hurts.
You are going from one bed to another.
Why are looking for my forgiveness?
Isn't this the life you wanted?
Did you see there is no love anymore?
No one takes you seriously. Leave me alone in peace.
You don't call to my heart.
This bird has buried itself in the sand.