Et moi, et moi, et moi [English translation]

Seven hundred millions Chinese

and me, myself and I

with my life and my home sweet home,

my headache and my shrink.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Eighty millions Indonesians

and me, myself and I

with my car and my dog

that I feed when it barks.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Three or four millions Black people

and me, myself and I

I go to the tanning booth

and to the sauna to lose weight.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Three hundred millions Soviets

and me, myself and I

with my compulsions and habits

in my comfy goose feathers bed.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Fifty millions flawed people1

and me, myself and I

watching a cute newsreader

in my idiot box at home.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Nine hundred millions starving deadbeats

and me, myself and I

with my veggie diet

and all the whisky I guzzle.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Five hundred millions South Americans

and me, myself and I

all naked in my tub

with a chick scratching my back

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Fifty million Vietnamese

and me, myself and I

Hunting rabbits on Sundays

with my shotgun I'm the king

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

Five hundred billions little Martians

and me, myself and I

like your average Parisian jerk,

awaiting my paycheck

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

I ponder and dismiss the thought

That's life, that's life.

1. Frenchies, of course

• Artist:Jacques Dutronc
• Album:Jacques Dutronc (1966)