Coming back early in the morning
From the baker's to get my bread
I run into Mia, a friend who tells me:
"You seem at peace with yourself today"
Then she talks to me about yoga, tai-chi,
So I tell her:
"No, no, no you're not there baby,
It's just that I'm letting my desires grow a bit."

I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow

I've cut them off for a long time,
Conscientiously,
I thought it didn't suit me.
But they said it
Looks cleaner on oneself.
You know, my life is funnier than before now,
And much prettier too.
Yes much funnier than before now
And much prettier, since I let my desires grow.

I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow

Oh she's no,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,

Just yesterday in the stairwell,
I cross paths with the old maid from the first floor:
The cantankerous Sacha and her six cats,
The one who doesn't greet me.
As I pass her,
I can clearly see something sticking out.
Poor thing in her haste
doesn't even notice
That there's something hanging.
So me,
Good as bread,
I volunteer, I intervene:
"Miss! Please, I don't know if you've seen but
Miss you have a broom
Stuck in the ..."
The ungrateful woman didn't even answer me,
Not very civil of her.
Note that,
It's true that she looks at me weird
Since I let my desires grow.

I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow
I'm letting my desires grow

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