rien a te mettre [English translation]

I've troubles accepting

You have nothing left to wear

I think it's an excuse

To hang around

In pants

And to check your ratings

I know this trick

I know you.

You wanna make me believing

You ignore your powers

But, you understood well,

They're big

Making me half-opening my mouth

Seeing my face when I squint

That must be what

Entertains you

On the bed, you're making a pile

Of clothes you don't want

From all you loved

Yesterday

Like I'm still in bed

I find myself in the middle

I don't dare to move, I've nothing

To be proud about

But you hum, at least,

A song you love

One I've written

For you

I'm ok with the haunting

Of what doesn't have its place

If there's one left

For me

The brand of your laces,

The brand of your braces,

You need to be me

To see it

You're examinating a shirt

It's been a while since you've worn it

I'm just telling you

For the record

You can still give up

On this daring dress

It's a precaution

Useless

You're an evil flower

Yet too wonderful

In your uncertainties

Textile

Do you know, if you want,

I can lend you a blue jeans

And a shirt that'll be

Too big

The risk is that, with it,

One's mistake you with your boyfriend

'Cause usually it's me

In it

So I suggest you something

Since I ogle you

I take off your last

Petals

And I offer you my skin

I'm a warm cloth

I'm sure I'll suits you

Not too bad

La, la, la...

So I suggest you something

Since I ogle you

I take off your last

Petals

And I offer you my skin

I'm a warm cloth

I'm sure I'll suits you

Not too bad