Les solos sous les draps [English translation]

You want all of his talent;

the grandiose flights,

the great reversals,

under the bar of virtues

that the musician dares.

I want the sacrament,

a breeze of opera rose,

the lover in the firmament,

and the choirs which overlapping

in apotheosis.

Oh, but what an impertinence!

goodbye,

the solos under the blankets,

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Both of

our ranges

are upside down at this place.

Fatal

the foot ring on the finger

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Heaven

blesses all of our frolics.

You want him to improvise

the rhythmical fantasias

that your bodies are harmonious

in the jerky movements

of magic flute.

I want the major chord

his hands to lead me

feel his ardour

in a symphony of sighs

we break the desire

Oh, but what a lust!

goodbye

the solos under the blankets,

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Both of

our ranges

are upside down at this place

Fatal

the foot ring on the finger

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Heaven

blesses all of our frolics

- I speak in the name of the father

do not let go the hand of the angel

who is better than this vulgar comedy

there is no salvation on earth

out of the love lights

goodbye

the solos under the blankets,

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Both of

our ranges

are upside down at this place

Fatal

the foot ring on the finger

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Heaven

blesses all of our frolics

goodbye

the solos under the blankets,

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Heaven

blesses all of our frolics

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

• Artist:Mozart l'Opéra Rock (musical)
• Album:Mozart l'Opéra Rock