Dionysos - La Métamorphose de Mister Chat
Hier, j'ai parlé avec une sorcière
On a discuté football et poésie, hier
Puis je lui ai dit que j'aimerai qu'elle m'apprenne
A kidnapper son mini-mini-mini-mini derrière
Alors elle m'a transformé en chat comme ça
Petit roux tigré les dents cassés, genre chat de gouttière
Depuis je me promène sur les toits
Je crie:
"C'est moi, c'est moi"
Vous ne me reconnaissez pas, non!
Même mes amis me crient:
"Ta gueule le chat, ta gueule le chat, ta gueule le chat"
Avec ses petits arbres en fleur,
J'ai eu envie de lui grimper dans les bras, voilà Tu aurais dû commencer par ça,Dionysos - La Métamorphose de Mister Chat - http://motolyrics.com/dionysos/la-metamorphose-de-mister-chat-lyrics-english-translation.html
Tu aurais dû te méfier de moi,
Tu aurais dû arrêter de scruter la noisette
Celle qui me sert de bouche
Te voilà avec une gueule de chat,
A funambuler sur les toits
Avec la lune comme lampe de chevet,
Et personne pour te laisser rentrer chez toi. It's hard to be a cat in this fucking town !
And I can fly through the trees
And you can see my eyes through the night
Like lights of a car
And I look at my bed through the windows
I recognize the pillow and I dream about your
Little head sleeping on.
Dionysos - The Transformation of Mister Cat (English translation)
Yesterday, I talked to a witch
We discussed football and poetry, yesterday
Then I said that I would like her to teach me
How to kidnap her itty-bitty behind
So she turned me into a cat just like that
A little ginger creature with broken teeth, a sort of tabby cat
Since then I've been walking across roofs
I cry
"It's me, it's me!"
You don't recognise me, no!
Even my friends cry back:
"Shut up, cat, shut up, cat, shut up, cat"
With little trees in blossom
I want to climb up into their arms, there
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You should have been more wary of me
You should have stopped staring at the hazelnut
That is my mouth
And now you have a cat's mouth
To tightrope across roofs
With the moon as your bedside lamp
And no one will let you into your own home.
It's hard to be a cat in this fucking town!
And I can fly through the trees
And you can see my eyes through the night
Like lights of a car
And I look at my bed through the windows
I recognize the pillow and I dream about your
Little head sleeping on.