Ce mortel ennui [English translation]

This deadly boredom

That comes over me

When I'm with you

This deadly boredom

That takes hold of me

And follows me step by step

The day when I have enough guts

And enough of you

To let you drop

On that day, oh yes on that day, I believe

Yes I believe

That

I

Will be able to see

This deadly boredom

Clear off

Slyly far from me 1

For sure there is no need to talk

When horizontal

But we don't find anything else to talk about

When vertical

So to kill the time

Between loving and loving

I take my paper and my pen

An I fill in

All the 'a's and the 'o's

One day I'll have to decide

My love

To pack my bags

But I'm afraid that you'll go into the bathroom

And reach out

For

The

Gardénal 2

As I don't want any trouble

With my

Conscience and your father

I let it lie!

1. filer à l'anglaise - to sneak off without permission, to take 'French leave'!2. a brand name for phenobarbitone