Le Marchand de sable [English translation]

I currently sleep allday

Because at night time I stay awake

I stay awake because my wife is cheating on me

My wife is cheating on my with the Sandman

Yeah.

Every nights my wife turns holidaymaker,

she escapes while pacing up and down on a rainbow.

She skips out on flowery meadows,

lives adventures in the middle of an oasis and is set ablaze

inside a hammock on a wild island,

under a waterfall full of misteries.

This is either salutary, the only issue

is that she took off my ring from her third thinger and is cheating on me.

With a very charming nomad,

who encourage her to keep calm.

Both decent aristocrat without a tie and Zavatta,

this antisocial ladies' man and somehow vandal likes Zapata.

This polymorphic Don Juan, tough like Poulidor,

takes her inside passages, I think she is thinking about divorcing.

Moreover, he is hefty, he is steady like Phileas Fogg,

and he makes her live adventures on CinemaScope,

he tells her stories in Latin she understands.

On the morning, everything seems derisory and heavy to her

This is why he accompagnies her and sometimes sleep at the end of the bed.

I sometimes walk on him at dawn with numby eyes.

My wife is cheating on me with the sandman...

This dark swindler surrounded by fog covers her with kisses,

with jewels and feathers,

he whispers to her some rubbish talks : she is the earth,

he is a weed very deep-rooted.

His stories excits her, she takes exile in the land of excessive dreams,

and in her sleep, she talks,

shouts : "thank you", I turn sick and depressive.

So every night I try to fight back,

Grab my wife by the waist in order to share some love

but she stops me, yawns and answers :

"This is late! You insomniac!"

Whatever I do, there is always hitch,

I spend most of my time swimming in a dirty lake.

My rotten luck stays persistent, my loneliness is vile;

I sometimes tell my wife an ungrateful prostiwhore.

Abstinence is a torture.

My right hand and my nightmares are my unfortunate partners.

I confess being jealous of this nocturnal walker.

He has exhausted me, sullies my good mood and bothers me

(Motherfucker)

My wife is cheating on me with the Sandman

Having horns really hurts

• Artist:Hippocampe Fou