Malaise : traduction de Français vers Anglais
A man has no name
In hell, only beautiful women, I don't handle the symptoms well
Head heats up like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I've hurt my holy palm
Balls big as a fugu, it's hard to think
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
In the morning I hear "Palpal"
I'm not the most handsome, I don't get carried away
Butt radar does the investigation, my excitement becomes palpable
I'm not a homebody, I can't change
I have to take my machine out for some air
The phone rings when I'm in the shower
It's about a drink at a brother's place
I still ask if there are girls, it's pathetic
As if I were still seventeen
Buddy, it's nice you tell me about your week
But tell me, who's that doe behind you?
I want to know everything, I have a problem, the list will never be too full
There are new arrivals every day
And it's not my fault if I live in a big town
I have a letter to post in my pants but there are too many mailboxes
I look pitiful, like a preventive ad for hard drugs
I lose my mind and struggle to find calm
There are lips whispering in my skull
In hell, only beautiful women, I don't handle the symptoms well
Head heats up like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I've hurt my holy palm
Balls big as a fugu, it's hard to think
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
Girls, it's my job, they're not just passersby
It's the first time I'm going to this bar
But I can shine on the dance floor in two steps
Even if the others don't dance
My skills speak for themselves
I live with my mom, I don't have five rooms
But I'm smart, I have techniques
And if she has a nice pair of natural breasts, we'll be in symbiosis
We clinked glasses at a party, then I found myself in her room
She put Billie Jean on repeat, she took my lychees in her mouth
Well, I washed them, nothing to complain about
We're still better off than at the card table
We'll have sex for two on a four-seater, stick hard as a Kapla
Hey, I'm possessed, my alcoholism inhabits me
I have a lot of libido, I have no free will
Romantic, I said I could read your eyes
Oh, I hope you can read my-
Violent sex without bruises, covered sex like an Eskimo
I mustn't give in to her buttocks
Even if they look like marshmallows
In hell, only beautiful women, I don't handle the symptoms well
Head heats up like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I've hurt my holy palm
Balls big as a fugu, it's hard to think
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
Ayaya, ayaya, all in the tail, I have no more blood in my head
Ayaya, ayaya, for sure, I'm going to faint
(For sure, I'm going to faint)
(For sure, I'm going to faint)
(For sure, I'm going to faint)
(For sure, I'm going to faint)