Hémophile [English translation]

When night falls over the town

I drag my haemophiliac carcass

In my two-seat Batmobile

I come across heads and tails

Above all, I enjoy making stupid girls cry down my neck

And I get hit, it's true,

The bill is often quite long

But leave it

Oh, leave it

I get whacked on cognac, I fret

I break down at the first flutter of lashes

Above all, I enjoy making stupid girls cry down my neck

And I get hit, it's true,

The bill is often quite long

But leave it

Oh, leave it

I make a face, I got style

I hang aroung haemophiliac terraces

Tonight, the quays, I'm fine

For hiccups all night long

Hunting in the café, disguising boredom

When boredom falls over the town

I drag my haemophiliac carcass

But above all, I enjoy making stupid girls cry down my neck

And I get hit, it's true,

The bill is often quite long

But leave it

Oh, leave it