La métamorphose de Mister Chat [English translation]

Yesterday, I talked to a witch

We discussed football and poetry, yesterday

Then I said that I would like her to teach me

How to kidnap her itty-bitty behind

So she turned me into a cat just like that

A little ginger creature with broken teeth, a sort of tabby cat

Since then I've been walking across roofs

I cry

"It's me, it's me!"

You don't recognise me, no!

Even my friends cry back:

"Shut up, cat, shut up, cat, shut up, cat"

What with her little blossoming trees

I want to climb up into her arms, there

You should have started with that

You should have been more wary of me

You should have stopped staring at the hazelnut

That is my mouth

And now you have the face of a cat,

Forced to tightrope across roofs

With the moon as your bedside lamp

And no one to let you into your own home.

It’s hard to be a cat in this fucking town!

And I can fly through the trees

And you can see my eyes through the night

Like lights of a car

And I look at my bed through the windows

I recognise the pillow and I dream about your

Little head sleeping on.