Six roses [English translation]

It's Saturday tonight

And I'm at the edge of the counter

The counter in the little bar

The bar of Mister Edouard

I think...I think...

(Refrain)

My friends call me "Six Roses"

And I don't understand why

Why, why, why

Of course they know I like flowers

But why only "Six Roses"

Rather than one or two or three

My friends call me "Six Roses"

Why have they given me this name,

This name, this name, this name?

Of course they know I like flowers

But why only roses

Rather than rhododendrons

And there is Mister Edouard

Who behind his counter

Tells me surely

That it's because of my parents

This troubles me...this troubles me...

(Refrain)

Dad was not called "Six Roses"

Because they called him "Fearless drinker"

Fearless, fearless, fearless

Grandpa was called "The Liquor"

Tonton was "The Irrigator"

I don't see the relation to the flowers

But if they want to call me "Six Roses"

After all I can just let them

Let them, let them, let them

Edouard, serve me a muscadet

For you cannot forget

The roses, we must drink to them*

• Artist:Annie Cordy