La Maison Où J’ai Grandi, As Translated By Someone Who Took Spanish In High School

I got me some years,
And souvenirs
And I can remember the smell
Of roses in the garden.
I used to love them flowers, man.
But they ain’t there no more.

I had some friends,
Some broke and some mend
We drank some good wine
But no wine’s very good if you drink too much
Why are you crying?
Is it because it’s a French song?
French songs are either sad,
Or about fucking.
But even the ones about fucking are sad.

Some people were never children
But we were, weren’t we?
Life’s easier for children.
Life’s easier for adults.
It’s the remembering that’s the trouble.