Bruxelles [English translation]
Bruxelles [English translation]
Brussels my beautiful
I'll rejoin you soon
As soon as Paris betrays me
And I sense that your love sours and then
She suspects me of being with you in the evening
I recognize that's all the evenings in my head
It's the celebration of war veterans
Which is always to be done
Brussels, wait for me, I come
Soon I'm drifting
Michel, do you remember the distress of the fair
Of the station at midday
Do you remember your Sophie
Who didn't even recognise you
The neons, Leon, the names of God
Sublime decadence, the belly-dancing*
Ministry of beer, artery towards hell
Brouckère Place
Brussels, wait for me, I come
Soon, I'm drifting
Cruel duel between that which opposes
Paris neurosis and Brussels brutalized
Which says to itself that soon it will finish
Boredom and boredom
You'll see me again, Miss Brussels
But I will no longer be as you knew me
I'll be aching, shot and fought
But I will come
Brussels, wait for me, I come
Soon, I'm drifting
Paris, I'll leave you my bed
- Artist:Dick Annegarn
- Album:Sacré géranium (1974)