When the moon appears, you can see her in town
She has two first names, one for life, the other for the night
A cross on her studies, time has been hard on her
Between the café and the pharmacy, she has her habits
The habit of being in the cold, legs bare
Standing straight in the dark, one could mistake her for a lamppost
A race against time, she dances with her shadow
Far too young to be in the world's oldest profession
Her perfume mixed with the smell of gasoline that surrounds her
She gives herself the right to believe that she could leave one day
She let her dreams fade a few streets away
Some do it by choice, she never had one
When she gets home, she closes her eyes in front of the elevator mirror
At night all cats are gray and all her clients are alone
They take a bit of her when they close the door
And marks appear when the caresses get too strong
She is smart and funny, but to be honest
The men who come to see her are not there to get to know her
Under the Big Dipper, she does everything to make them desire her
She doubts, and when her makeup runs she says it's the rain
Of course, she would like to be elsewhere, to leave here
But she is held hostage by the café and the pharmacy
Surrounded, since every night is already tomorrow
She has tons of regrets stuck in her little handbag
The seasons pass, we get used to the anxieties
She tells herself it could be worse looking at the homeless man across the street
Fates resemble each other in the perimeter
She paces, by staying there she has walked thousands of kilometers
Often, her prince charming evaporates like a mirage
They don't remember her name, she wants to forget their faces
Sacrifices for a better future
If the moon could speak, it would have a lot to say

She has a son, her little piece of soul, her moment of calm
The star that guides her in the dark night
She joins him at dawn after the horror
She takes comfort in his smell, his heart, and his body
He doesn't know yet about her piece of sidewalk
He gives her the love she doesn't get at night
She watches him sleep, suddenly she despairs
How to explain to him where his father has gone?
One day she will leave, she will take him far away
She will close a suitcase, she can't wait, one beautiful morning
She will escape from the claws of the Paris ring road
She will have a house, a dog, a castle, a husband
She promised herself that all this would not last
A bad patch that will go away, yes, she believes in miracles
She almost forgets that she has to go back tonight
Between the café and the pharmacy
Her mother thinks she is hired as a dancer in a cabaret
But her stage is two square meters
She was the most beautiful when she was in her country
She gives her news, well-written lies
She puts on a brave face, but when it's time to hang up
It burns her to ask her to come and get her
But she knows they are there, the wolves watching her
She wouldn't want them to harm her only wonder

We were coming out of a club, in a car we were driving fast
Smoke, music, just friends wanting to laugh
We didn't want to go home and some had drunk too much
We didn't know where to go, when suddenly we saw her
Suddenly, we slowed down when we passed
At the level of the pharmacy, right next to the café
God, we can be so stupid when we're with friends
We rolled down the window, we shouted "Slut!"

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