On the seas, on the waves,
Here today, there tomorrow,
I spend the whole day splashing about in the sea
Showing my naked butt to the fishermen.
There are no madhouses without fools,
And no fishing without fishermen.
And I'm a fish, I'm a fish,
And I'm a fish with no pants on.
And early morning
I make faces to the sturgeon,
His girlfriend, all week long,
Spawns red caviar.
And I have a lot of ennemies
Among the paunchy sturgeons.
But I'm a fish, I'm a fish,
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
And so I swim wherever I want.
And I sing, I don't keep silent.
And the terrestrial globe doesn't go round on it's own,
I'm the one rotating it.
Let the seas be rough,
While the Earth is going round.
I appear at the surface
And see the mast of a ship.
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
But I'm a fish, I'm a fish
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
Let the seas be rough,
While the Earth is going round.
I appear at the surface
And see the mast of a ship.
But there's a pirate sitting on board,
Smoking strong homemade tobacco.
Him, an intelligence service superior,
And a state deputy.
He can do everything we can't,
All the intellectuals tremble in front of him,
He can, with the stroke of a pen,
Call for a winter attack in June.
He'll save from godmother to godmother,
He'll give his pants to the homeless
And let go an innocent,
Out of prison, if necessary.
Sometimes, I feel like being
A plain swine,
A plain striped
Sea-swine.
It's allowed to kick me,
It's allowed to guzzle me,
But before that, but before that
Try and catch me.
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
But I'm a fish, I'm a fish
But I'm a fish with no pants on.
But on the seas, on the waves,
Here today, there tomorrow,
I am a fish, I am a fish,
I am a fish, tram-pam-pam.
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