Confettis [English translation]

It goes straight to my heart to have all your esteem

It's consistent with happiness, confines to the sublime

A thousand horse power, some girls and Racine1

A two-tone glass, of vine blood

It goes straight to my heart, at the heart of my retina

There I cry uner my magazine

Despite my lack of ardour, your beauty sublime

Saw nothing of hours, of hours declining

Under the confettis

I dreamt my life

Like a sumber hero

In Adélie land

In Scandinavia

In a port dear to my heart

Under the yellowing paper rain

Of confettis

Of confettis

It goes straight to my heart to have all your esteem

It's a bit of warmth, a little less AC

Let's forget resntment and plug back the line

Let's look like lords, let's be clean

Far from the mocking blackbirds, of this unworthy elder

We chipped our hearts like a Ming vase

It goes straight to my heart let's cut the show

Of spinning dervish at full throttle

Under the confettis

I dreamt my life

Like a sumber hero

In Adélie land

In Scandinavia

In a port dear to my heart

Under the yellowing paper rain

Of confettis

Of confettis

One confetti

Two confettis

Three confettis

Some confettis

It goes straight to my heart to have all your esteem

1. Jean Racine, was a French dramatist, one of the three great playwrights of 17th-century France, and an important literary figure in the Western tradition.