Текст песни Time Has Left Me, ma belle - 17 Hippies & Les Hurlements de Léo

There is a time for loving
There is a time to be true.
And there's a time for drinking my friend
And I guess that is what I do

You said you'd always be loving
You said you'd always be true
And I always hope we could get it together
But I forgot you are you

So now time has left me waiting
All that time that I have wasted on you
"Forget it" is easily said my friend
That nothing that I can do

À brûle-pourpoint tu tombe à pique
Me belle mise à mort...
Mes nuits et tous mes torts
Les comptoirs, les remords
Et mes travers de porc

À brûle-pourpoint tu tombe à pique
Ma belle mise à mort
Les sourires et les corps
Une femme dans chaque port
C'est la mort à bâbord