La fille de l'après-midi [English translation]

I have seen you staring at me,

Do you plan to rescue me,

Bored, at your feet… upset

I did see you, you had let our a stream of

Various confessions and virtuous attempts,

Suggesting… but afterwards

You left me there to get by

Between you and my musty « if »

Weak to kisses, and, haggard

You wanted to save me from the scaffold

Glued around your scum neck, nestle to the wound

But afterwards, but afterwards…

Everything that I am, la la la la

The afternoon girl

Why this compromise, with no bugle call, no rice grain

The afternoon girl

I have wanted you, with my fists raised,

Did you avoid my lips at evenings,

Know the waiting… regretless

I resent you, you saw me naked

Giving myself, as well as my womb and my passion,

The embrace is dried up, undone…

Everything was agreed upon, you knew

How to preach poetry when the word was changing

You used to read Marivaux to me,

I, the astray blotting paper of boredom

You, the bigmouth with bad impulses, we were beautiful

Forget it, forget it…

Everything that I am, la la la la

The afternoon girl

Why this compromise,

With no bugle call, no rice grain

Let's meet on Friday, I will avoid the shards of yours,

And of that love, la la la

I am the afternoon girl.

I did see her desabusing herself

The sad, pierced, washed up from attraction, undone girl on the balcony,

But the picture window soon cut short the washing blunder

End of rye grass

I take back everything

That I am, la la la la

The afternoon girl…

The afternoon girl…

La la la la

Je vous ai vu me dévisager,

Envisagez-vous de me sauver, lasse, à vos pieds, vexée.

• Artist:Élodie Frégé
• Album:La fille de l'après-midi