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Not Any More
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Je ne veux plus de ton amour,
I lost the fire of your pursuit!
Burned by delusions of grandeur,
My good name, now in disrepute!
I broke the grip of passion’s chain,
Je ne veux plus de ton amour!
My will was spent to end your reign.
Now watch me walking out the door.
I’ve silenced you, my raconteur,
In solitude, I found release.
Je ne veux plus de ton amour,
A temporary, secret peace!
Now, drink the final parting glass,
I swear to love you nevermore!
Return to your own social class!
Je ne veux plus de ton amour!
Je ne veux plus de ton amour,
I lost the fire of your pursuit!
Burned by delusions of grandeur,
My good name, now in disrepute!
I broke the grip of passion’s chain,
Je ne veux plus de ton amour!
My will was spent to end your reign.
Now watch me walking out the door.
I’ve silenced you, my raconteur,
In solitude, I found release.
Je ne veux plus de ton amour,
A temporary, secret peace!
Now, drink the final parting glass,
I swear to love you nevermore!
Return to your own social class!
Je ne veux plus de ton amour!
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