La Blonde Exquise
Carla Bruni
The Exquisite Blonde
Ah my delicious
Ah my smoky one
My little show-off
My merry widow
when I light you up
you my exquisite blonde
It dispels my mists
Oh the naughty girl
Hanging on my lips
Who struts and shines
My unsociable one
My bad student
When you light me up
I caress the devil
The devil ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Yes the devil ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
For after love, for before death
To fill with swirls the sleeping sky water
To do like Gainsbourg
To do like Marlène
To defy fate
Oh My regular one
My little witch
When I inhale you
My God what pleasure
My teenager
You will make me die because you tempt me so much
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Yes, you tempt me
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
When I deprive myself of you
When I fast
Something breaks
Something fades
Softly tears the silk of my soul
When I reason with myself, when I turn the page
From your gray ashes
From our wild nights
I feel my youth leaving the shore
Come here little one
Toxic tenderness, silent calm, forbidden sweetness
We have to let go, we have to forget
We have to part
Ah my confidante
my student nights
My burning chapel
My burning defeat
I have to try to forget your taste, your sweet torment
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
You torment me
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch