Carla Bruni la blonde exquise

Ah my delicious,
Ah my smoker,
My little scumbag,
my merry widow
when I light you up,
you my exquisite blonde
It dissipates my mists,
Oh the naughty girl
Hanging from my lips,
Who shines and who shines
My infrequent
My bad student
When you turn on me
I caress the devil
The devil ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Yes the devil ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
For after love, for before death
Fill with volutes the water of the sleeping sky
To do like Gainsbourg,
To do like Marlène
To defy fate
Oh My regular
My little witch
When I suck you
My God what a pleasure
My teenager
You will make me die because you tempt me so much
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Yes, you tempt me,
Ouch , ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
When I deprive myself of you,
When I do Lent
Something breaks,
Something withers
Slowly the silk of my soul is torn
When I reason with myself, when I turn the page
Of your gray ashes
Of our wild nights
I feel my youth leave the shore
Come on, little one
Toxic tenderness, silent calm, forbidden gentleness
We have to let go, we have to forget each other, we have to we part
Ah my confidante,
my nights as a student
My ardent chapel
My burning defeat
I must stain forget your taste, your sweet torment
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
You torment me
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch ouch