Le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire [English translation]

When they are brand new

Jumping out of their egg

of their cocoon

All those young greenhorns

Take the old guys

For some cunts

When they become

Hoary heads

Grey manes

All the old flammes

Take the young'uns

For some cunts

Me, balancing between two ages

I adress to all of them a message

Time doesn't make a difference

When you're a cunt, you're a cunt

May you be twenty, may you be a grandpa'

When you're a cunt, you're a cunt

Between you, no more controversy

Depleted cunts or beginner cunts

Little cunts of the last rain

Old cunts of the snows of yore

You, the new-born cunts

The innocent cunts

The young'cunts

Who do not deny it

Take the daddies

for some cunts

You, the aged cunts

The used cunts

The old cunts

Who, confess it

Take the green ones

For some cunts

Meditate the impartial message

Of a guy balancing between two ages

Time doesn't make a difference

When you're a cunt, you're a cunt

May you be twenty, may you be a grandpa'

When you're a cunt, you're a cunt

Between you, no more controversy

Depleted cunts or beginner cunts

Little cunts of the last rain

Old cunts of the snows of yore