Je veux pleurer comme Soraya [English translation]

Whoever is poor and has nothing, (Lit.: when one is poor and has nothing)

does not even own his misery

It's a misery without importance

Without greatness or elegance

My suffering has his schedule

My suffering points to the factory

It has no mystery

as in the magazines.

I want to cry like Soraya

I want to cry like a princess

I want to cry with nobility

Not in my (lit. the) soup but in silk

I want to cry in a décor

A misery greater than my life

A real misery that causes envy

I want to cry like Liz Taylor

{Refrain}

I want to cry like Soraya

I want to cry like Soraya

That's what I want to indulge in (Lit.: I want to offer that to myself)

When you haven't got the means

you don't gain from your misery

You haven't got the time to walk around it

The potatoes burn in the oven

You don't get used to it

It burdens your liver (This French saying is meant to express how, at the end, a continual suffering is felt in the body. It should be replaced by an equivalent English one)

It's a two-penny suffering

You don't savour its taste

I want to cry like Soraya

Tears to take a picture of

To cry without having the flue

Tears that don't make you ugly (Lit.: that do not distort your features)

I don't want any cheap misery anymore

that everyday misery (Not sure about the literal translation of these last two verses, but I think I have the meaning right)

I want enough of it to last until my pension

I want to cry like the Begum

{Au refrain}

I want to cry like Soraya

I want to cry without being economical

That for once in my life at least

I can say to my self that I don't count (my expenses)

I want to cry as for a feast

Where you show off your riches

I want to cry like a princess

I want to cry like Margaret