Mon p'tit chat [English translation]

I felt a warm breath creeping

up my tigh, as sweet as a kiss.

My skin put on a slumbering desire,

this tempting fever startled me.

But it's just you, my little kitty,

drawn by the sweet

hidden in my denims pocket,

just a divine illusion.

I pictured you creeping up my tigh.

How the tension looms

How I missed you

But it's just you, my little kitty,

drawn by the sweet

hidden in my denims pocket,

just a divine illusion.

You, my little kitty,

drawn by the great cold

pouring from my breast,

(where) a hungry heart is pounding.

Creeping up my tigh, your breath awoke me.

But I like your whims so much

that I did not scold you.

Too bad for the delicious

dream that brought you back.

Yes, it was just you, my little kitty,

drawn by the sweet

hidden in my denims pocket,

just a divine illusion.

Still you dug inside my arms, my little kitty

a place for you.

There was already a deep hollow there,

I couldn't help but allow you in.

• Artist:Olivia Ruiz
• Album:Le calme et la tempête (2012)