Coriolan - Rome translation in French

Coriolan

Will you wash your hands in his heart, will you dwell?
Will you pay yourself with being proud as well?
He has a heart as little apt as yours
But it harbours no complaints, no remorse
Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan
Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan
Wouldn't flatter you for a love forlorn
For he has no equal in pride, in scorn
And what his breast forges his tongue must vent
For it's hard to walk with your knees bent

Coriolan

Lave-toi tes mains sur son cœur, y prendras-tu racine ?
Te paieras-tu d'orgueil comme lui ?
Son cœur est aussi peu disposé que le tien,
Mais il ne cache ni plainte ni remords,
Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan,
Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan,
Il ne te flattera pas pour un amour perdu,
Car il n'a d'égal en orgueil et en mépris,
Et ce que sa poitrine forge, sa langue doit le dire,
Car il est difficile de marcher les genoux pliés.