Manu [English translation]

Hey Manu go back home,

Your beer is full of tears,

The pub is gonna close,

Plus, you bore the owner,

I thought a man in leather,

That could never weep,

I even thought suffering,

Would never affect you,

I forgot your tattoos,

As well as your shank,

Is before all an armor,

For your artichoke heart. (soft-hearted)

Eh, don’t fuck about Manu,

Don’t go slitting your wrists,

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

We all had somebody

When you were all alone

You were saying: “I’m bored,

I’d like to save my mug”.

You bumped into this bird,

Who was made for no one,

You said: “She is for me

Or there is misdeal”.

You went a little fast,

To tattoo her first name,

At the place where beats,

Your big moron’s big heart.

Eh, don’t fuck about Manu,

It’s my feelings you’re hurtin’

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

I’ll say we are like wolves,

We’re born to live in packs,

But especially not in couples,

Or at least not for very long,

For us lot it’s been time,

Since we left out little ones,

You, you’re still on the blink,

With yours and freaking out,

Eh Manu, to live free,

Often means to live alone,

It may hurt your guts,

But it’s good for your mug.

Eh, don’t fuck about Manu,

There is no point in hatred.

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

She’s not in love no more,

Manu you got to let it go,

She cannot be happy,

In a ruffian’s arms,

When you say “I love you”,

If she asks for a light,

If she’s got a headache,

When she is in your sheets,

Tell her that you’re sorry,

You must’ve chosen the wrong path,

The time you met her,

You must have been in the wrong tale.

Eh don’t fuck about Manu,

Don’t go slitting your wrists,

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

Eh, don’t fuck about Manu,

It’s my feelings you’re hurtin’

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

Eh, don’t fuck about Manu,

There is no point in hatred.

One woman lost,

It’s ten pals that come back.

• Artist:Renaud