Trois nuits par semaine [English translation]

It's during the night

That Rebecca's story begins

And today for a third time

She decided on her first time

It's with him that she wanted it

That she wanted for him to love it

And then, with this laughing man

The one for whom she had chosen

In the bedroom by the riverside

The sleeping town leaves them alone

By the warmth and without noise

They will recapture "that night"

Three nights a week

His skin against mine

And I am with her

Three nights a week good Lord, she is beautiful

Three nights a week

It's his body against mine

Our bodies are entwined

Three nights a week good Lord, she is beautiful.

Breathless like a mermaid

She sees her waking body

She throws off all her clothes

In just a few elegant moves

He puts his hands on her and blushed

He had wanted everything and had been punished

She caressed him tenderly

As if to forget the pain

And he took her in his arms

As she was a little cold

At this moment and each time

She wants to see him at least three nights

He put his hands on her and blushed

She had wanted everything and had been punished

At this moment and each time

She wanted to see him at least three nights

At this moment and each time

They met three nights.