Les petits boudins

In my planner
When I grab one
A little sausage

I put it under my arm
Until the morning
This little sausage

This little sausage (x4)

It's good for what ails me
It does me good
The little sausages

It's easy and
It commits to nothing
The little sausages

The little sausages (x4)

At first, it's nothing
But a little flask
A little sausage

It takes next to nothing
And it becomes
A little sausage

A little sausage (x4)

It doesn't know how to say no
That's what I like
About the little sausages

It doesn't ask questions
It doesn't cause trouble
The little sausages

The little sausages (x4)

But in my notebook
There's not only little sausages

There's mostly you, you who have nothing
Of a little sausage
You have nothing in common
With the little sausages

The little sausages (x4)