Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song L'écuyère , by - Les EllesRelease date: 25.05.2014
Song language: French
L'écuyère(original) |
| Si tu crois que l'écuyère va te touiller ton café |
| Tu peux te brosser |
| Tu boiras ta vie sans sucre ce sera bien plus amer |
| Quand t’auras plus l'écuyère |
| Car un soir chérililili |
| Quand tu mettras le couvert |
| Tu trouveras plus l'écuyère |
| Tes numéros ne me font plus rire chéri |
| Ton âme de clown a mal vieillie |
| T’as le nez rouge tout rabougri |
| Dans ta roulotte ça sent le moisi |
| T’es rien qu’un vieux clown dégueulasse |
| Tu trempes ta tartine beurrée dans la vinasse |
| Et tu trompes ta femme avec tout ce qui passe |
| Y a que la femme tronc qu’t’as pas tronchée |
| Mais voilà moi j’en ai assez |
| Si tu crois que l'écuyère va te touiller ton café |
| Tu peux te brosser |
| Tu boiras ta vie sans sucre ce sera bien plus amer |
| Quand t’auras plus l'écuyère |
| Car un soir chérililili |
| Quand tu mettras le couvert |
| Tu trouveras plus l'écuyère |
| Je trouve que j'étais bien gentille chéri |
| A l’affût de tous tes caprices |
| Salut Nez Rouge, à ta santé |
| L'écuyère se taille pour de vrai |
| Je quitte ta roulotte dégueulasse |
| Je m’installe dans celle d'à côté c’est un palace |
| Le lanceur de couteaux |
| Me prend dans son trousseau |
| Il fera valser l'écuyère c’est un sacré bel étalon |
| Tu croyais que l'écuyère allait te touiller ton café |
| Va te brosser |
| Tu boiras ta vie sans sucre ce sera bien plus amer |
| Quand t’auras plus l'écuyère |
| Car ce soir chérilili |
| Quand tu mettras le couvert |
| Tu trouveras plus l'écuyère |
| (translation) |
| If you think the horsewoman will stir your coffee |
| You can brush yourself |
| You will drink your life without sugar it will be much more bitter |
| When you won't have the squire anymore |
| Because one evening cherililili |
| When you set the table |
| You won't find the equestrian anymore |
| Your numbers don't make me laugh anymore baby |
| Your clown soul has aged badly |
| You got a stunted red nose |
| In your trailer it smells musty |
| You're nothing but a disgusting old clown |
| You dip your buttered toast in the vinasse |
| And you cheat on your wife with everything |
| There's only the trunk woman that you haven't chopped off |
| But here I am, I've had enough |
| If you think the horsewoman will stir your coffee |
| You can brush yourself |
| You will drink your life without sugar it will be much more bitter |
| When you won't have the squire anymore |
| Because one evening cherililili |
| When you set the table |
| You won't find the equestrian anymore |
| I think I was very nice honey |
| On the lookout for your every whim |
| Hi Red Nose, cheers |
| The horsewoman carves herself for real |
| I'm leaving your disgusting trailer |
| I sit in the next one it's a palace |
| The Knife Thrower |
| Takes me in his keychain |
| He'll make the rider waltz, he's a damn fine stallion |
| You thought the horsewoman was going to stir your coffee |
| Go brush yourself |
| You will drink your life without sugar it will be much more bitter |
| When you won't have the squire anymore |
| 'Cause tonight darling |
| When you set the table |
| You won't find the equestrian anymore |