Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Les punaises , by - Anne Sylvestre. Release date: 08.08.2019
Song language: French
Les punaises(original) |
| Quand à la messe j’allais |
| Alors fallait |
| Voir les punaises |
| Me lorgner sans pudeur |
| Du coin de leur |
| Regard qui biaise |
| À travers leurs mains jointes |
| Elles me lançaient des pointes |
| «Voyez un peu l’allure qu’elle a» |
| Ave, ave Marie Stella |
| Car moi, j’y allais qu' pour de bon |
| Balancer mes jupons |
| En écoutant l' sermon |
| Je faisais mon |
| P’tit inventaire |
| Le curé pas méchant |
| Tout en prêchant |
| Me regardait faire |
| S' disant «Dans une décade |
| Quand elle sera en rade |
| Elle viendra m' raconter tout ça» |
| Confiteor et cetera |
| Car moi, j’y allais qu'évidemment |
| Me choisir un amant |
| Au benedicamus |
| Ils étaient tous |
| Sur la sellette |
| Pour désigner l'élu |
| Moi, j’avais plus |
| Qu'à lever la tête |
| Aux aguets les punaises |
| Chuchotaient, bien à l’aise |
| Et faisaient des paris tout haut |
| Et cum spiri-i-tu tuo |
| Car j’avais bien l’air d’y aller |
| Que pour les faire parler |
| Au dernier évangile |
| Fallait voir s’ils |
| Quittaient leur chaise |
| Derrière tout un peloton |
| De margotons |
| Et de punaises |
| Je sortais la dernière |
| Juste après la chaisière |
| Un beau gars m’attendait en face |
| Tralala, Deo gratias |
| Et il m’entraînait pour de bon |
| Balançant mes jupons |
| Balançant mes jupons |
| Balançant mes jupons |
| (translation) |
| When to mass I was going |
| So had to |
| See thumbtacks |
| Eyeing me shamelessly |
| From the corner of their |
| A skewed gaze |
| Through their joined hands |
| They were throwing spikes at me |
| "Look what she looks like" |
| Hail, hail Marie Stella |
| 'Cause I was only going for good |
| Swing my petticoats |
| Listening to the sermon |
| I was doing my |
| Little inventory |
| The not mean priest |
| While preaching |
| Watched me do |
| Saying "In a decade |
| When she's down |
| She will come and tell me all about it” |
| Confiteor et cetera |
| Because me, I was going there of course |
| Choose me a lover |
| At Benedicamus |
| They were all |
| On the carpet |
| To appoint the elected |
| Me, I had more |
| Just raise your head |
| On the lookout for bedbugs |
| Whispered, comfortable |
| And were betting out loud |
| And cum spiri-i-tu tuo |
| 'Cause I looked like I was going |
| Than to make them talk |
| To the last gospel |
| Had to see if they |
| left their chair |
| Behind a whole platoon |
| From margotons |
| And bedbugs |
| I came out last |
| Right after the chair |
| A handsome guy was waiting in front of me |
| Tralala, Deo gratias |
| And he was training me for good |
| Swinging my petticoats |
| Swinging my petticoats |
| Swinging my petticoats |