J'traîne des pieds [English translation]

I dragged feet, of saucepans

I did not love the school very much

I dragged feet, my damaged guiboles

I explored my quarter

I dragged feet in my coffee

The old in the belotte bawled

Grandpa, granny, uncle André and all this pépées

In my small care, in to pouponner me

Chafed my face, chafed my knees

hypersensitive my small very soft heart

spoiled my shoes, spoiled on my cheek

spoiled the crumbs of us

The smoke of beef bourguignon

All family head in the handlebar

In the days when have can make the bloody idiots

The residents, the repeat customers, people of passage especially the summer

Cheerful brothel in my coffee

Chafed my face, chafed my knees

hypersensitive my small very soft heart

swept the terrace, flown off the end of cabbage

flown off the crumbs of us

I drag feet, I drag my saucepans

I still do not love the school

Chafed my face, chafed my knees

hypersensitive my very soft small heart

spoiled my shoes, spoiled on my cheek

spoiled the crumbs of us