Mes Emmerdes

I worked for years
Without respite, day and night
To succeed, to climb to the top
Often forgetting
In my race against time
My friends, my loves, my troubles

With all my heart, I ran
Thirsty, determined
Towards the horizon, the illusion, towards the abstract
By sacrificing, it's regrettable
I blame myself now
My friends, my loves, my troubles

My friends were all about sharing
My loves made love very well
My troubles were those of our age
Where money, it's a shame, spurred our days

To be proud, I am proud
Between us, I admit
I made my life but there is a but
I would give what I have
To find again, I admit
My friends, my loves, my troubles

My relationships are really
Highly placed, decorated
Influential, pot-bellied, good people
They are serious, but next to them
I always regret
My friends, my loves, my troubles

My friends were full of carefreeness
My loves had burning bodies
My troubles today when I think about it
Had little importance and it was the good times

The pranks, the firecrackers
The follies, the orgies
The day of the exam, the cognac, the refrains
Everything that makes, I know
That I will never forget

My friends, my loves, my troubles!