La ligne de chance

I have a very small line of luck
I have a very small line of luck
So little luck in my hand
It scares me about the future
Of my line of luck, of my line of luck
Tell me, darling, what do you think?

What I think, what does it matter
It's crazy how much I love your hip line
Your hip line
My line of luck
I love caressing it with my hands
Your hip line
My line of luck
It's a flower in my garden

But look at my little line of luck
But look at my little line of luck
Look at this tiny destiny
So small in the palm of my hand
Of my line of luck, of my line of luck
Tell me, darling, what do you think?

What I think, what does it matter
Shut up and give me your hand
Your hip line
My line of luck
It's a bird in the morning
Your hip line
My line of luck
The frivolous bird of our destinies

Still, such a small line of luck
Still, such a small line of luck
Such a small line, it's nothing
Hardly a little dot in the hand
Of my line of luck, of my line of luck
Tell me, darling, what do you think?

What I think, what does it matter
I'm overjoyed every morning
Your hip line
My line of luck
A bird sings in my hands
Your hip
Line
My
Line
Of luck
It's the bird that flies in our destinies