Chien mouillé [English translation]

She lifts her middle finger in the traffic jams

A pretty, angry finger at the entrance of the toll booth

She goes through my stuff, she calls me grandpa

She beats me at arm wrestling and knocks me to the ground

She throws me off balance with a slap on the back

And throws unpredictably her fist at my abs

She breaks the shin of any unknown girl

Who comes a bit too close to my jeans

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And still follows his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I've got you under my skin

And the mercurochrome1

Draws your flag on my body

I come to get you every night from the police station

Singing like a bathtub and smelling of vodka

Whether you had a girls night or a sailor's party

Only changes the verses of your "all men are pigs" song

Then I undress you in our bed, at home

I set down my crutches, memories of your knee

In the arms of Morpheus you sleep sweetly

In my arm the morphine relieves the pain

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And still follows his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I've got you under my skin

And the mercurochrome

Draws your flag on my body

I am like a wet dog

Who can take all the blows

The most beautiful of beatings

And still follows his master everywhere

Look at these bruises

You see, I've got you under my skin

And the mercurochrome

Draws your flag on my body

1. Red-colored antiseptic

• Artist:Renan Luce
• Album:Repenti (2006)