L'idole [Je n'en peux plus] [English translation]

Whole day behind me

And whole night before me

In the heat or in the cold

They force me to the stage

Their celebrations their recitals

I cannot put up with this anymore

And for all these executioners

I wish torture at the stake

They will kill me

I will die

They all exploit me

Until they will defeat me

And then my impresario(1)

He grows rich off my back

No lack of cocaine

This is for a timer(2)

Girls who throw themselves at me

Those who climb the roof

Those who speak et moi et moi(3)

Oh how I bite the chinois (4)

I can’t stand it anymore

They will kill me

Yes they got me

I will die

But the worst is that my lyricist

Not only is he raving mad

But he would blackmail me

With the stories of obsession

I can’t sleep, I can’t eat

I have lost weight, I am bitter

I am (so) sick I don’t pee or poo

I am not old but I can’t stand it anymore

I can’t stand it anymore

They will kill me

Yes they got me

I will die

I beg you to help me

Find a will to live

I implore you to help me

I beat my head against the walls

I can’t take it anymore

I will cry

I am fucked (ruined)

They will kill me

Help! Help! Help!