Le métèque [English translation]

With my looks of a metic who's

greek shepherd or wandering Jew

and with my hair as if in war

With these two eyes fully washed out

that make me look dreamer no doubt

me that I don't dream any more

With these two hands of petty a thief

musician too and sneaky stiff

who has been caught in many yards

With these two lips of drunken wit

that kissed a lot and also bit

with thirst not quenched in all regards

With my looks of a metic who's

greek shepherd or wandering Jew

pilferer too and drifting guy

with this dry skin that is rubbed down

from summer suns that made it brown

and from the skirts I won't let by

With this heart that much suffer brought

as much as had suffered a lot

and didn't make fuss out of it

With my poor soul that hasn't got

any chance but in hell to rot

in purgatory to commit

With my looks of a metic who's

greek shepherd or wandering Jew

and with my hair where the wind sears

I'll come for you my captured one

my sweet soul mate, life giving sun

I'll come and drink your twenty years

and I shall be blue blooded prince

a dreamer or teenager since

it's up to you my summer sky

And we will do this every day

in love forever we shall stay

we shall make love until we die

And we will do this every day

in love forever we shall stay

we shall make love until we die