Genre humain [English translation]

I walked along the river Seine

And reached the Pont des Arts

That's where I used to go

Taking Beaux-Arts street

To have a hot chocolate

And a round loaf

Settling down at the very back

With the human race

And through Le Havre street

Where I went back

When I fell out

With the human race

For a blue stop-over

With strange flying sparks

Full of destitutes

Not far from Saint-Lazare street

When I sat down

I saw someone coming

He was lonely too

It was just a kid

He wanted to follow me

He gave me his hand

But he didn't know

I had fallen out

That very morning

What's you name

Shivering all the same

In an low quality wool

Overcoat

Watching The Louvre

Amidst the moths

What's your name

Who has hurt you?

And I cursed myself

Because I knew myself so well

My friends the stars

Tell me the reason why

Above the shelters

How can it be so cold

How can it be so dark

Then we drank

A whole bottle of wine

Have you got one too

A little slut

He had one indeed

A brunette lover

Like a clean spot

In the moon dust

That came down

To ride him

We walked

Until the early hours

Through Vincennes Gate

Then towards Les Lilas

I have known many

Such flowers

That danced under the wind

Now I wonder

What happened to him

Women had come around

They took him away

To get rid of his lice

Under a burning shower

But he bit them

His first name is mine

When I fell out

With the human race

His first name is mine