Les Tzars [English translation]

In a brothel

We find them, each one in their own room

Like wild beasts.

A secretary of state, a Eurasian

The Cossacks are attacking Natasha!

The vice-consul prefers the cracks of the whip

A buddha affair that's going to burst

But who killed Leon Trotsky?

The yankees are having fun in Warsaw

She blames the tsars. . .

And 1 and 3 and 4 in the closet!

A 5 to 7 in suspense, for the record!

Ooh! Wah! Ooh! Wah! Ooh! Wah! Oh la la!

And Che and Che and Che Guevara!

Et cetera

The tyrants and their wives no longer go out

Without a bodyguard

Who testifies that the tsars are used to oil spills

And the solitude of a cheetah.

Louis the Vowel prefers leather boots

They sometimes remind him of his empire

And also the ambassador of Japan

And his bad company

The Revolution!

And 1 and 3 and 4 in the closet!

A 5 to 7 in suspense, for the record!

But can't they leave us alone!

But can't they leave us alone forever! Forever!

The vice-consul prefers the cracks of the whip

A buddha affair that's going to burst

Going their own way they created cursed countries

Where even the cats are no longer polite

They're all afraid of a revolution

Or perhaps of a re-education camp

A revolution! Revolutions!

A red star appears in the train

It's the Chinese woman who smiles, for the record

She took up arms against her decline

She blames the tsars!

And 1 and 3 and 4 in the closet! A 5 to 7 in suspense, for the record!

Ooh! Wah! Ooh! Wah! Ooh! Wah! Oh la la!

And Che and Che and Che Guevara!

But can't they leave us alone!

But can't they leave us alone forever!

And love and kisses from everywhere!

And love and ksises from everywhere! From everywhere!

From everywhere