La décadanse [English translation]

Turn yourself

- No

- Against me

- No, not like that

- ... And dance

The decadance.

Move your hips

Slowly

In front of mine

- Stay there

Behind me

Sway

The decadance

Let your hands

brush my breasts

And my heart

Which is yours

- My love

For forever

Patience

The decadance

Under my fingers

Will lead you

Towards faraway

Beyond

- Troubled waters

Suddenly trouble

My senses

The decadance

Took me

Oh you kill me

My love

Tell me, Do you love me?

- I loved you

Already but

Nuance

The decadance

Even more

Than our deaths

Ties our souls

And our bodies

- Gods forgi-

Ve our

Offenses

The Decadance

Cradled

Our tired bodies

And our wandering souls

- Gods !

Forgive our offenses

• Artist:Serge Gainsbourg