Translation of the song lyrics Tire-fesses - Oldelaf, Monsieur D, Oldelaf et Monsieur D

Tire-fesses (original)

Aprs deux heures de queue
Par moins 24 degr (c)s,
Je viens d’chopper un rhume,
J’ai les orteils gel (c)s;
J’avance comme je peux
Car c’est bientґt moi,
Le bouton vert s’allume:
Ca y est je n’ai plus l’choix
Un gars me tend une perche
Qui s’envole aussitґt;
Oh !
Non !
Rat©, la dche,
Je repars z (c)roЂ¦
Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, tu me remplis de stresse,
Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, de Tignes Super-Besse,
Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, quelle torture de SS
Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, je lance un SOS !
Mon tour revient enfin:
Onze heures, c’est pas trop tґt.
Je m’accroche au bazar,
Le choc me casse les reins,
Me luxe un testicule
Et l’truc, sans crier gare,
S’arrЄte et puis recule;
J’suis d (c)s (c)quilibr© Et v’l la deuxime couche.
Le coup me fait valser,
J’ai d’la neige plein la boucheЂ¦
Je retente ma chance,
Je m’avoue pas vaincu.
Aprs quatre heures de queue,
Me v’la comme au d (c)but
Mais l, pas d’imprudence,
Je serre comme un malade;
Tout se passe pour le mieux,
C'(c)tait d’la rigolade !
Ca y est, j’go"te au bonheur
Je regarde les sapins
Mais mon ski gauche -malheur-
Vient croiser son voisinЂ¦
Je vous passe les d (c)tails,
Toujours le mЄme topo,
Je renfourche le barda
Et repars l’assaut
Je siffle un air canaille
Pour faire le mec bien cool
Jusqu' c’que devant moi
Un petit con s'(c)croule.
D’abord je me marre bien
Mais lui reste plant© l,
«Vas-y d (c)gage, gamin !
«Et vlan !
Ca rate pasЂ¦
Une dernire tentative
Avant la fermeture
J’ai tenu 300 mtres,
Ca y est j’ai fait l’plus dur !
C’est bon je crois qu’j’arrive
J’aper§ ois le sommet
Franchement je dois l’admettre,
J’ai envie de pleurerЂ¦
Mes lvres humides embrassent
La perche toute gel (c)e;
Je reste coll©, h (c)las:
Je r’pars dans la vall (c)e !!!

Tire-fesses (translation)

After two hours of queuing
By minus 24 degrees (c)s,
I just caught a cold,
I have frost(c)s toes;
I advance as I can
Because it will soon be me,
The green button lights up:
That's it, I no longer have a choice
A guy hands me a pole
Who immediately flies away;
Oh !
Nope !
Rat©, the dche,
I leave z (c)roЂ¦
Butt pull, butt pull, you fill me with stress,
Pull-buttocks, pull-buttocks, from Tignes Super-Besse,
Butt pull, butt pull, what SS torture
Butt pull, butt pull, I'm calling an SOS!
My turn finally comes:
Eleven o'clock is not too early.
I cling to the bazaar,
The shock breaks my back,
I luxury a testicle
And the trick, without warning,
Stops and then backs up;
I'm d (c)s (c)balanced And here's the second layer.
The blow makes me waltz,
I have snow in my mouth
I'm trying my luck again,
I don't admit defeat.
After four hours of queuing,
See me like at the beginning
But there, no imprudence,
I squeeze like a patient;
Everything is going well,
It (it) was a joke!
That's it, I taste happiness
I look at the trees
But my left ski -unfortunately-
Comes to cross his neighbourЂ¦
I spare you the d (c)tails,
Always the same topo,
I straddle the barda
And resume the assault
I whistle a rascal tune
To make the cool guy
Until in front of me
A little prick is (c)collapsed.
First I have a good laugh
But he stays planted,
“Go d (c) pledge, kid!
"And wham !
Don't miss Ђ¦
One last attempt
Before closing
I lasted 300 meters,
That's it, I did the hard part!
It's good I think I'm coming
I see the summit
Frankly I have to admit,
I want to cry Ђ¦
My wet lips kiss
Perch any gel (c);
I stay glued, h (c)las:
I'm going back to the vall (c)e!!!