Nuits fauves [English translation]

Don't look at the posters

don't pay attention to signals

put your hands well over your ears

when you hear the bozos laughing wildly

those who have their member handy

who're telling you when an ass is catchy or isn't

What are you afraid of?

Come on tell them your thing is annoyed

that sometimes when a girl talks to you

you're feeling your balls shrinking

since it became a box office hit

the great idea that compassion is outdated

Tell them that you're feeling alone

and you don't know anymore what to do find some human warmth:

Roam the woods for someone who'll finally accept to

touch your tool,

Paw some high school girl,

wear dresses?

You're waddling on high heels like a peeler

then walk the dark alleys shaking your handbell

It's a bit because of all these that every night

it's the same story

Subway, starter, lexo1, cigarettes and old porn movies

with which you're training furiously

even though it's been a long time since it has really amused you

But you shouldn't despair

don't lose hope

I swear I promise that we'll live our fucking beautiful story

that there would be no more lies,

something big

that saves the life, that deceives the death that finally beats the blizzard

Imagine: you're there on the way to grab a drink at the bar

when all at once you come across a look that pierces you all the way through

Imagine: you're there when it befalls you without any warning

something crazy, something horny that restores your faith

a thing like this:

"Hello, good evening, how fortunate to stumble upon each other here

Hello, good evening, I'd like to share your nights"

You'll discover the wild nights, I promise you this

she'll be a tiger lurking till you're going to slide under her sheets

While you, your fangs will sparkle when she'll

snatch what's down there

she'll treat you with growls in her voice when she catches her breath

that will be escaping through the yard to reach out for the moon

the ramming strokes are invoked as a miracle

and meaning to say: "If you stop, I'll die"

all these things that will make you so hard that there'll be nothing else to remember for a million years

Unfortunately all that is offered to you for now

is shaved pussies and plastic tits on video

it's terrifying

All the world wants the same thing

even the trannies dream of prince charming

And yet we're spending our time

to get calluses on our palms

to lie a lot for the courage to say:

"For God's sake, get your shit together

spread your legs, I beg you, don't talk to me ...

Just let me cherish my prisoner's old in-out

and I'll sleep straight less than three minutes later"

A courage to do all that, what are we thinking?

We get bruised up making love like we wipe ourselves off,

what a waste

But you shouldn't despair

don't lose hope

I swear I promise that we'll live our fucking beautiful story

that there would be no more lies,

something big

that saves the life, that deceives the death that finally beats the blizzard

Imagine: you're there on the way to grab a drink at the bar

when all at once you come across a look that pierces you all the way through

Imagine: you're there when it befalls you without any warning

something crazy, something horny that restores your faith

Offer me this very night

your tanned skin and your purple lips

your breasts, your loins, your black hair

and we'll get swallowed up in the wild nights

In exchange for all this

I'm offering you what I have

my body, my soul, take it all, all at once

and we'll get swallowed up in the wild nights

And never mind if we think of ourselves as dimwits

of course we know that here it isn't Hollywood

but last I heard

fantasy is still free

This is why we take refuge in our thoughts

we close our eyes very tightly until we see colours

while waiting for it to pass

It's like this that we can dream of caresses upon waking up

and looks that are meaning to say: "Don't worry anymore, don't worry anymore"

and punches to the heart

the forties2 roaring into our lungs ready to blow up our ribs

the torrents in our veins

a shoulder to cry without shame

and an ear to tell everything

Everything's saying always what happens

to silver oaths pronounced facing the green flashes3:

"Will you marry me? Together in life and death?"

We dream to learn again how to breathe

that's the mediocrity that overwhelms us

go take a hike to Pakistan

We're desperately waiting for this particular him or her

who'll soothe with just a finger our knotted muscles

and our brain cells unconsciously

desperately waiting for this particular him or her

who will make our heart beat

stronger

But you shouldn't despair

don't lose hope

I swear I promise that we'll live our fucking beautiful story

that there would be no more lies,

something big

that saves the life, that deceives the death that finally beats the blizzard

Imagine: you're there on the way to grab a drink at the bar

when all at once you come across a look that pierces you all the way through

Imagine: you're there when it befalls you without any warning

something crazy, something horny that restores your faith

a thing like this:

"I'd like us to climb the stairs hastily, to make love to me

until dawn for two nights, to hug each other from dusk till dawn

I'd love to share your nights, I need your smile so much, I need it so much to see us in the wild nights"

1. Probably lexotan drug2. Roaring forties (a metaphor here) are the strong western winds between the 40th and 50th parallel south, thanks June for this one3. it's an optical atmospheric phenomenon observable on the horizon during sunsets but the meaning here might be different

• Artist:Fauve ≠
• Album:Blizzard (2013)