Montréal -40°C [English translation]

Too poor for pills, I become a whore or else I'd be nothing

And all the things that I ejaculate,

I run against the clock, I run but I back up/go back

Oh Montreal

You're so very cold

A polar bear in a bus

I'm inspired by the worst

To enrich myself

And I love truly that you make me hallucinate

Papapapapadapada

I tolerate with silence your pride

You protect the rhythm and you hold me in a trance

Papapapapadapada

I have all that I deserve and what joy

I have all that I deserve and what joy

Papapapapadapada

Your face on my magazine

Your prize list of concubines

Oh Montreal

You're so very cold

A polar bear in a bus

I'm inspired by the worst

To enrich myself

And I love truly that you make me hallucinate

Papapapapadapada

I tolerate with silence your pride

You protect the rhythm and you hold me in a trance

Papapapapadapada

I have all that I deserve and what joy

I have all that I deserve and what joy

The cat snores and you talk in your sleep

And yet, I still haven't closed my eyes