Vianney - Small Song

I made a small, small song
I made a small, small song

J'vais l'chanter toute la nuit
À travers le vent
All through the wind and rain
Until the morning came

This song is my small song
This song is my small song

I sang it all night long
And when the morning came
I had to start all over again

My song is so so small
My song is so (My song is so) so small (So small)
I could get down and crawl
Searching from wall to wall
And never seen anything at all

How could you hate such a small song?
How could you hate such a small song?
If I was right, I would be wrong
Don't be afraid, it's just a small song