Satine

The "Sparkling Diamond" they called me

At the Moulin Rouge. Every night,

A blur of singing and faces.

Until that one,

A beginning to an end,

But also a new start.

My illness started to take me over.

First, I would cough up blood,

Then, the fainting started.

I didn't know I was dying.

I understand why you didn't tell me though, Zidler.

I probably wouldn't have told me either.

Christian, you were my new start.

You brought out a new, happier me.

I have only one regret when it comes to us.

And that's that we didn't have enough time

To be together and have a future.

You made me realize, however,

That even though I sang about it every night,

Diamonds aren't always a girl's best friend.