a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

When A Man Cries

Original version (3:54)

When a child cries,
The tears rise quickly,
Spill hot and prickly down the reddened cheeks,
Just to leave as quickly as they came
And peace returns again.

When a child cries,
You know about it,
They scream and shout until the hurt is gone,
Like a shower of rain that for a moment
Hides away the sun.

But when a man cries,
It’s choked and throttled,
It’s all been bottled up for far too long.
And when at last the pressure cooker blows,
It’s hard to stem the flow.

When a man cries,
His body shakes,
And his eyeballs ache,
And his mind vibrates,
But he doesn’t make a sound.
Don’t wanna wake the house now.

Well the reasons are vague, The reasons are vague,
Hard to put in words, Hard to put in words,
Just a dull abstract ache, Just a dull abstract ache,
Don’t wanna worry her. Don’t wanna worry her.
She would only ask what’s wrong, She would only ask what’s wrong,
I’d try to say. I’d try to say.
Then she’d take all my pain Then she’d take all my pain
And explain it away. And explain it away.
But who can explain why a man cries? Why a man cries?

When a man cries, he cries alone
And for just a moment he’s back at home,
Cradled in his mother’s arms,
Free from guilt and safe from harm.