Les Blouses blanches [English translation]

It'll be soon three years

Three years she's interned

Yes, interned with the crazy people...

With the crazy...

It's their fault if she's here

Only that's it, we don't believe her

But one day it will blow : the Truth !

So as she has enough to cry

With all her strength she starts to yell :

"But I'm telling you I'm not crazy,

Can't you hear me ?!"

I'm not crazy ! I'm not crazy !! I'm not crazy !!!

And there's always the white coats

Again and always the white coats

They say : "No, you're not crazy !"

Not crazy... Not crazy...

The white coats...

Her too, she had a white coat,

Oh, no ! It was a dress... a white little dress...

A white little dress with flowers,

There was sunlight all around these flowers,

And in her hand to her, there was a hand :

A nice hand with singing fingers...

That sang... That sang...

Ah ! The white coats again !...

It'll be soon three years

Three years she's interned

Yes, interned with the crazy people...

With the crazy...

A big line on the eight years

All like it never happens

One night she'll stole them their eight years...

Hey ! There's the hand like the day of the white dress...

But why is it she putted all these white coats ?

No ! As I'm telling you I'm not crazy,

Can't you hear me ?

I'm not crazy ! I'm note crazy !! I'm not crazy !!!

Now you see it was true...

Me, I knew that it'll come back... The hand...

La nice hand that laughed... laughed... laughed...

We will love each other forever...

My love... Aha !

Forever... Aha !

My love... Ahaha !!...

Forever !... Ahahaha !!!/...