Watch as a Frenchman descends into madness because of his addiction to coffee. The song is in French, but its tempo and the video give you a pretty clear idea of what is happening to this poor sap. If any sifters out there speak French I would be eternally grateful if you supplied a translation.
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Ok. Here it is. It's a simple translation, not an adaptation to english language. So, don't expect me to do it well or with rime.

"To start my pretty day well,
and to wake up,
Me, I've took a coffee.

An 'Arabica', dark and tasty.
I put my trench coat on.
Here I am. I can go.

'Where are you going ?'
says my loving one,
'Let's take a coffee, I've just woke up'
(In fact, she says 'Kawa', a french slang word for coffee)

As I was not late, and being obliged,
I go backward,
And take a coffee.

At quarter to eight, I must admit,
The offices are empty,
We can be bored.

But I stay calm, I'm able to adapt,
Before they (my coworkers) arrive,
I've the time to take coffee.

The day is running, Everybody can work,
at least up to the time
of the coffee break.

My secretary comes in : 'It's tough, As you like it'
Damn, I've just take one,
But as it has been done ...

A business lunch, near "Le sentier",
There's a beautiful (superb) weather,
But I feel anxious.
('Le Sentier' is a set of Paris streets, known to be the place of some rich shops, business center etc.)

My coworkers laugh : 'You're the guy Renée !,
Take a good cigar !',
and a good coffee.

As the day is over, my coworkers are tired,
they call a taxi,
But I just want to jump.
(Here, the singer starts to be hysteric)

I walk across the whole Paris, I see a bar,
(Dunno the slang for 'bar' or 'pub', as the song says 'troquet' in french)
I ask for a 'deca',
(Dunno if it's the same for you, but here, 'Deca' is slang for 'Decaffeinated coffee')
But with caffeine.

(Co-workers choral)

(He goes mental by know)

As I arrive to my office, My secretary says :
'You're a little late,
I've been worried'.

I throw here through the window, she means it !
Well, I must go home,
But before, A Coffee !

As I walk to subway, Someone attacks me :
An old woman asks me 'What time is it please ?'
I rip her head off, and push her on the tracks,
I come back to my place and make a
'guess-what'.

'Daddy ! My daddy ! In school I am the best !'
WHAT WHAT ? WHY DO YOU PISS ME OFF ?
WHAT A FUCKING DUMB CHILD ! HE'S GOING TO CRY !
I lock me in the kitchen,
Just to make a coffee !

By now, it's been some days I've locked myself,
Alone in my kitchen,
And I drink coffee.

It should be good to sleep, the cops will catch me.
So I nail the door,
and I take more coffee.
(... 'nail the door' ? Is that the right expression ? But at least, it's what it means.)

(Choral)

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