Chien mouillé [English translation]

She lifts her middle finger in the traffic jams

A pretty, angry finger at the entry to the toll booth

She searches through my stuff, she treats me like a grandad

She beats me at arm wrestling and throws me to the floor

She unbalances me with a slap on the back

And throws, unexpectedly, her fist in my abs

She breaks the shin of the least "whatshername"

That came to shout a bit too close to my jeans

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And follow his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I have you under my skin

And this mercurochrome 1

Draws your flag

I come to fetch you every night from the police station

You sing like a bathtub and you smell of vodka2

Spent the evening among friends or riding sailors

Don't change anything except the nursery rhyme the guys all of the bastards

Then I undress you in our bed, at home

I put down my crutches remembering your knee

In the arms of Morpheus you sleep sweetly

In my arm the morphine relieves the pain3

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And follow his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I have you under my skin

And this mercurochrome

Draws your flag

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And follow his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I have you under my skin

And this mercurochrome

Draws your flag

1. An antiseptic2. A bathtub??3. nice couplet!