Les Goémons [English translation]

Brown or red seaweed

Under the sea moves

The seaweed

My loves are like it

It seems there’s nothing left of them

But seaweed

Just snatched flowers

Dying like the

Black seaweed

Taken, discarded

Like the sea throws back

The seaweed

My wounds reopen

With the sensual dance

Of the seaweed

God how beautiful she was

Do you remember her

The seaweed

She had the languor

And the taste and the smell

Of seaweed

I took her innocence

To the deaf rhythm

Of the seaweed

Brown or red seaweed

Under the sea moves

The seaweed

My loves are like it

It seems there’s nothing left of them

But seaweed

Just snatched flowers

Dying like the

Black seaweed

Taken, discarded

Like the sea throws back

The seaweed

• Artist:Serge Gainsbourg
• Album:N°4