Le chanteur [English translation]

Hello there, I'm Henri

I wanted to succeed well in my life, being loved

Being handsome win money

And mostly be intelligent

But for all that, I need to work full-time

I am a singer, I sing for my friends

I want to make hits and that it works well, works well

I want to write a song in the Wind

A gay style, fancy and trainable

To make people dance in the nightouts of Mister Durand

And everywhere in the street

I want to be talked about

That girls be naked

That would throw themselves on me

That would admire me, that would kill me

That would rip off my virtue

For the school's acquaintances

Becoming an idol

I want all the nights

Out of breath in their bed

Cheating on their husbands

In their damned dreams

After that I would host award ceremonies

My public would prostrate in front of me

Concerts of one hundred thousand peoples

Where even all Paris would care

And would wake up to extend the fight

And everywhere in the street

I want to be talked about

That girls be naked

That would throw themselves on me

That would admire me, that would kill me

That would rip off my virtue

And when I would have enough

To remain their idol

I will go on the scene

Just like in the crazy years

I will cry my eyes

I will make my goodbyes

And the next year

I will restart

And the next year

I would restart

I would prostitute myself

For prosperity

The school's news

Will say that I'm a dick

That my eyes stinks alchohol

That I did well to end

Will burn my halo

Will dirty my past

So I will be old

And I would die

I will search for a God

To beg for all my forgiveness

I want to die unhappily

To regret nothing

I want to die unhappily

• Artist:Daniel Balavoine
• Album:Le chanteur (1978)