Les Jours Tristes
Ton : DEnglish
GmIt's hard, hEbard not to sit on your haGmnds
and buEbry your head in the sGmand
Ebhard not to make other plGmans
and cEblaim that you've done all you cFman all alonEbg
and liFmfe must go Ebon
It's hard, hard to stand up for what's right
and bring home the bacon each night
hard not to break down and cry
when every idea that you've tried has been wrong
but you must go on
Refrain
it's hBbard but you nFmo it's worth the figGmht
'caDuse you know you've got the truth Bbon your side
when the Fmaccusations fGmly, hold tiDght
doBbn't be afraiFmd of what they'll sGmay
Dwho cares what cowards think, Bbanyway
they will Fmunderstand oneGm day, oneD day
It's hard, hard when you're here all alone
And everyone else has gone home
Harder to know right from wrong
When all objectivities gone
And it's gone
But you still cry on
'Cause you, you are the only one left
And you've got to clean up this mess
YOu know you'll up like the rest
Bitter and twisted, unless
You stay strong and you carry on
Refrain
it's hard but you no it's worth the fight
'cause you know you've got the truth on your side
when the accusations fly, hold tight
don't be afraid of what they 'll say
who cares what cowards think, anyway
they will understand one day, one day.