Tout au bout de la semaine [English translation]

Monday, i'm bored

Tuesday - it's not right

These are stupid days

That do not end

Thursday, it must follow

The effort of Wednesday

I only start living

On Saturday afternoon

At the end of the week

The love is waiting for me

It gives me the vein

For my eight days

All the little things that bother me

I leave them at the corner

I sing loudly

My little chorus

Monday, with fever

I think about your eyes

Tuesday - about your lips

Or about your hair

Thursday, i breathe

The parfume of your handkerchief

But Saturday i can say :

I'll see him tonight

Monday is that i love you

Tuesday - with all my heart

Wednesday - with the same

Thursday is happiness

We have such vein

Mixed from now on

Sunday and week

In a perfect chord

Monday is that i love you

Tuesday - with all my heart

Wednesday - with the same

Thursday is happiness

We have such vein

Mixed from now on

Sunday and week

In a perfect chord

At the end of the week

The love is waiting for me

It gives me the vein

For my eight days

I said to myself « It's too stupid

To be so far away

When face to face

We feel so good »

At the end of the week

The love is waiting for me

The love is waiting for me

The love is waiting for me