Les filles du bord de mer

I remember the seaside
With its fair-skinned girls
They had a hospitable soul
It didn't bother me
As naive as they were beautiful
You could read in their eyes
That they wanted to practice sports
To keep a nice body shape
And again, and again
They could have danced the night away

The girls by the seaside were cool
They were made for those who knew how to handle them

There was one named Eve
She was truly the girl of my dreams
She had only one flaw
She swam more than necessary
Instead of going to the masseuse
She invited the first swimmer
To feel around her heart
Gently, gently
Gently and deeply

The girls by the seaside were cool
They were made for those who knew how to handle them

Forgiving her for this behavior
I proposed to share my life with her
But as soon as summer came back
I started to worry
Because on the shores of the North Sea
She started doing sports again
I tolerated this hobby
Otherwise she became frail
Then one day I had enough
It was more than I could bear
I passed her on to a gigolo
And swam towards other waters

Gently, gently

The girls by the seaside were cool
They were made for those who knew how to handle them