Statte Zitta [English translation]

And shut up

What do you know of what I feel

I have a but I don't complain,

I don't complain

Love, my ass

The clothes dry on their own

And this coldness doesn't come from the outside

I have it inside me

I will leave on a boat of flowers

I will leave but I don't complain

Only I ask myself why

I feel so good with you

Me, who's not scared

In the dark night

Of fighting, of making war, of gambling,

A thousand disgusting things

I shiver, I shiver hard

Among your caresses

I shiver, I shiver hard

Among your caresses

And shut up

What do you know of what I've seen

You were beautiful in another place

And I don't insist

Darling in the end

My life is a bottle that drains

And I don't need under the sheets

Somebody to console me

I will leave on a flying boat

I will leave but you won't be alone

Only I ask myself why

I feel so good with you

Me, who's not scared

In the dark night

Of fighting, of making war, of gambling,

A thousand disgusting things

I shiver, I shiver hard

Among your caresses

I shiver, I shiver hard

Among your caresses

I will leave on a silver boat

I will leave on a flying boat

I will leave but you won't be alone