Go, come, milord,
Sit down at my table.
It's so cold outside,
Here it's comfortable.
Let it go, milord,
And make yourself at home.
Your sorrows on my heart
And your feet on a chair.
I know you, milord.
You have never seen me.
I'm no more than a harbour girl,
No more than a shadow in the street.
Yet I've come near you
When you passed yesterday.
You were very proud.
Of course! The sky filled you.
Your silk scarf
Fluttering over your shoulders,
You got to play the hero,
You looked like the king.
You walked triumphantly
To the arms of a girl.
My God, she was beautiful!
It gave me shivers.
Go, come, milord,
Sit down at my table.
It's so cold outside,
Here it's comfortable.
Let it go, milord,
And make yourself at home.
Your sorrows on my heart
And your feet on a chair.
I know you, milord.
You have never seen me.
I'm no more than a harbour girl,
No more than a shadow in the street.
To tell that it's enough sometimes
To have a ship,
To tear everything to pieces
When the ship goes away.
He took with him
The sweetness of his soft eyes,
That he wasn't aware
That it was shattering your life.
Love, it makes you cry,
Like existence,
It gives you all chances
To start again.
Go, come, milord,
You look like a kid.
Let it go, milord,
Come to my kingdom.
I look after my regrets.
I sing the romantic song.
I sing to the milords
Who had no luck.
Look at me, milord.
You have never seen me.
But why do you cry, milord?
That, I would have never believed.
So, let's see, milord!
Smile at me, milord!
A little more! A little effort.
There, like that!
Come on, laugh, milord!
Come on, sing, milord!
La-la-la...
But yes, dance, milord!
La-la-la... Bravo, milord!
La-la-la... Go on, milord!...
La-la-la...