Pauline [English translation]

Since childhood

I've known Pauline.

I was never lucky enough

To be her friend.

She looked taller,

Her legs were so slim.

In her group were only

The prettiest girls.

Pauline, hung to your boots,

The boys all looked through me.

Pauline, beautiful as a ballerina,

I got it, I didn't blame them.

We made our own ways,

In a bit of a parallel;

Me overcoming my doubts,

You, getting more and more beautiful.

I found this boy

That saw something in me,

But you know his name

And you want him for yourself.

Yes, you want him for yourself.

Pauline, I don't have your chest,

But my heart beats for him, don't do this to me.

Pauline, in your tight jeans,

You know I can't fight against that.

I'm not stupid,

You can snap your fingers,

Make him a wax dog.

He'll live for you alone.

For you it's just a game,

You'll forget him tomorrow.

But I'm crazy for him,

If he leaves me, it's all over.

If he leaves me, it's all over.

Pauline, rose full of thorns,

You'll hurt him one day so let me have him.

Pauline, put away your eyeteeth,

Let others have happiness, this time at least.

Pauline, oh Pauline.

Let others have happiness, this time at least.

• Artist:Pomme
• Album:À peu près (2017)