Quand je bois du vin [English translation]

When I drink wine,

my friend, everything is spinning,

therefore from now on I drink night and day.

Let's sing and drink,

let's eat and make merry,

let's wage war against this bottle.

When I drink wine,

my friend, the wheel is spinning,

sorrow barely grasps me indeed1.

And so does joy spring

from Anjou and Arbois2,

the joy that will bring us all down,

all things considered.

When I drink wine,

my friend, my liver is spinning3,

what with this bottle having declared war on me

And so does my puke spring

on the wooden table,

the puke your motheeeeer

will mop up.

1. Convoluted fake old French2. Two kinds of French wine3. Turning like milk going sour

• Artist:Peste Noire
• Album:La Chaise-Dyable