Lyrics of Idylle Au Caire - Alain Bashung

Idylle Au Caire (original)

Tu te sens irrésistiblement con
Elle t’a fait le coup de l’idylle au Caire
Tu te fous que la momie bande pour le pharaon
Elle a baissél'masque et tu manques d’air
T’as mis des diams sur ta veste Hillbilly
T’as grattétous les concerts plein air
T’es revenu, personne sait que t'étais parti
Souvenirs, j’aime tes slips couleur chair
Souvenirs, je t’ai déjàdit de te taire
Souvenirs, t’es boutonnéde travers
De travers, de travers, de travers, de travers, de travers
Souvenirs, j’aime tes slips couleur chair
Souvenirs, je t’ai déjàdit de te taire
Souvenirs, t’es boutonnéde travers
De travers, de travers, de travers, de travers, de travers
Y’a plus qu'àdescendre le Nil en hot-dog
Avant que ton bazooka ne prenne la rouille
La cherche pas dans le lit de l’archéologue
Il a toujours des trous dans ses fouilles
Souvenirs, j’aime tes slips couleur chair
Souvenirs, je t’ai déjàdit de te taire
Souvenirs, t’es boutonnéde travers
De travers, de travers, de travers, de travers, de travers
Souvenirs, j’aime tes slips couleur chair
Souvenirs, je t’ai déjàdit de te taire
Souvenirs, t’es boutonnéde travers
De travers, de travers, de travers, de travers, de travers

(translation)

You feel irresistibly dumb
She made you the romance trick in Cairo
You don't care that the mummy is hard for the pharaoh
She lowered the mask and you're out of air
You put diamonds on your Hillbilly jacket
You scratched all the outdoor concerts
You came back, no one knows you were gone
Memories, I like your flesh-colored briefs
Memories, I already told you to shut up
Memories, you're buttoned askew
Through, through, through, through, through
Memories, I like your flesh-colored briefs
Memories, I already told you to shut up
Memories, you're buttoned askew
Through, through, through, through, through
There's more than go down the Nile in a hot dog
Before your bazooka gets rusty
Don't look for her in the archaeologist's bed
He always has holes in his digs
Memories, I like your flesh-colored briefs
Memories, I already told you to shut up
Memories, you're buttoned askew
Through, through, through, through, through
Memories, I like your flesh-colored briefs
Memories, I already told you to shut up
Memories, you're buttoned askew
Through, through, through, through, through