Lyrics of Ivresse - Les Negresses Vertes

Ivresse (original)

Et même si la vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
Volute de fumée, odeur corsée
Transparence parfumée
En guise de camouflage, voici son personnage
Malgré sa tronche d’arsouille
Ce n’est qu’un ange qui a la trouille
Quel genre de flacon est-il?
Sage dans ses déboires qu’il empile
La vie est pleine de promesses
Il se fout du flacon pourvu qu’il ait l’ivresse
Il se fout du flacon pourvu qu’il ait l’ivresse
Et même si la vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
On se fout de flacon, qu’importe les promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
Volute de fumée et vie brisée, errant abandonné
Celle qu’il a trouvé belle s’est fait la belle
Malgré les «reste moi fidèle», il te poussera des ailes
Quel genre de carafe est Madame
Le genre de carafe qui rétame
La vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’il y ait l’ivresse
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’il y ait l’ivresse
Et même si la vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
On se fout de flacon, qu’importe les promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
Vinasse et vague à l'âme, la vie s’est corsée
Ne pas savoir varier sans s’absynther
Sans faire d'étincelles, juste trainer ses semelles
S’en lécher les cinq doigts et l’pouce
Le genre de gars qui s’la coule douce
Quel type de flacon es-tu?
La vie est pleine de promesses
On se fout du flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
On se fout du flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
Et même si la vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
On se fout de flacon, qu’importe les promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
Et même si la vie est pleine de promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse
On se fout de flacon, qu’importe les promesses
Qu’importe le flacon pourvu qu’on ait l’ivresse

(translation)

And though life is full of promise
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
Wisp of smoke, strong smell
Perfumed transparency
As a camouflage, here is his character
Despite his face of arsouille
He's just a scared angel
What kind of flask is it?
Wise in his setbacks that he piles up
Life is full of promise
He doesn't give a damn about the bottle as long as he gets drunk
He doesn't give a damn about the bottle as long as he gets drunk
And though life is full of promise
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
We don't give a damn about the bottle, no matter the promises
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
Wisp of smoke and shattered life, wanderer forsaken
The one he found beautiful made herself beautiful
Despite the "stay me true" he will grow your wings
What kind of decanter is Madam
The kind of decanter that tints
Life is full of promise
Never mind the bottle as long as there's drunkenness
Never mind the bottle as long as there's drunkenness
And though life is full of promise
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
We don't give a damn about the bottle, no matter the promises
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
Vinasse and wave to the soul, life got tougher
Not knowing how to vary without abstaining
Without making sparks, just dragging her soles
Licking the five fingers and the thumb
The kind of guy who takes it easy
What kind of flask are you?
Life is full of promise
We don't care about the bottle as long as we get drunk
We don't care about the bottle as long as we get drunk
And though life is full of promise
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
We don't give a damn about the bottle, no matter the promises
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
And though life is full of promise
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk
We don't give a damn about the bottle, no matter the promises
The bottle doesn't matter as long as we get drunk