Marcia Baïla [English translation]

Marcia she dances on satin, on rayon

Hard expanded polystyrene at her feet

Marcia dances with her legs

Sharp like blades

Two arrows that give ideas

Sensations

Marcia she’s skinny

Lovely on stage as she is in life

Seeing her dance transforms me into a maniac

Moretto, how your lips

are huge when you smile

And when you laugh, I laugh too

You’re so in love with life

So what is this coldness then that one senses in you?

It’s death that has murdered you Marcia

It’s death that has consumed you, Marcia

It’s cancer you’ve taken under your wings

Now you’ve become ashes, ashes

Death, it’s like an impossible thing

And even for you, who are as strong as a rocket

And even for you, who are life itself, Marcia

It’s death that has taken you

Marcia dances a little like a Chinese

With warmth in her shoulders

Flat like a hieroglyph, an Inca of the opera

With the head, she also dances very well

And her face dances with all the rest

She looked for a new style

and created it

She’s the grasshopper

The siren sick with love

The dancer in flannel cotton

Or the cardboard paper

• Artist:Les Rita Mitsouko
• Album:Rita Mitsouko (1984)