La brune
Louise Attaque
The Brunette
Last night, I was smitten with the brunette
Last night, I sailed through the mist
We went to the dock to embrace
This morning, it shows
Make the effort to look at me
Just turn around
It's so hard for me to look at you
To move away, to move away, to move away from you
I wish
Last night, I reached for the moon
Last night, I climbed a hundred dunes
I even went as far as the smell of a man who comes back to you
Sweating
This morning, it shows
Just take your head off the pillow
Please heat up the juice
Look, coffee, you made it overflow
To move away, to move away, to move away from you
I wish
Tonight, I spit on the brunette
Tonight, I spit in the mist
Tonight, I spit on the moon
Tonight, I spit on the dunes
