Appelle mon numéro [English translation]

Who enters into history

Enters into the black

History to see it

My most beautiful gesture

I've pillow of evening

A pillow of star

Without pillow, I've not

Moreover desire to be

Who enters into history

Hides behind a shadow, black

Fear of looks

Which slip and injure

I've a feather pillow

Moon-shaped

Dune-shaped

Redo the gesture

Who enters into history

Enters into the black

Velvet of a boudoir

And for the rest...

I have a fluff pillow

Without, hairiness

Without pillow, I did not

Nothing more to put

Allegory, come here

Viol of emotion

My beyond, it is...

drunkenness of gesture

At the madness I've the "a…llo "

Who told me: au lit, là !

The improvement is the o...

Mock of dreams

Call my number

I've mood to zero

Call my number

My blood is so hot

Call my number

Come into my, wake

Neither too wise

neither collage

Just what I need

Call my number

Compose my life

Call my number

Make me l’hallali

Call my number

Give me the "la"

Lalalala

Lalalala

Call me