The black satin on her white complexion
Admit, bathrobe, that it's troubling
Ô, ô, admit that it's troubling
I would drown her courtiers
But I'd take it for a hundred and ten years1
At least, at least a hundred and ten years
Hélène2
But I'm writing to you anyway
That I love you, Hélène.
Let me become your lover
Only mountain dweller of your white mounts
Ô, ô, of your white mounts
Hélène,
I'm going to loose my breath
But I'm shouting anyway
That I love you, Hélène.
All San Francisco Bay
Would like so much that I go away
I loose my alphabet
I love so much reading it in braille
Ai ai ai ai ai!
If you don't throw all these Don Juan3
Me, I come back at Mum's
Ô, ô, me at Mum's
Hélène!
Ô, ô Hélène!
All San Francisco Bay
The black soap on these white breasts
Admit, bathtub, that it's troubling,
Ô, ô, admit that it's troubling.
1. Refers to years of prison.2. Hélène is the French equivalent of Elena|/fn],
I'm not Verlaine, Paul Verlaine is a French poet and writer.3. Don Juan is a fictive character described as a great seducer.