[Lyric] Remember Je Taime Taverne Noire (Depressive Age)

Hello my sailor!
I am married now and I white you from Lyon
I drink no more
I smoke real less, you know 'cause I'm pregnant since
You've been gone
My husband says he'll bring him up
Like if he is his own son
He's a banker and he leads me out, dinner, dancing, what I want
Remember, "je t'aime, taverne noir", I see yet the snack
Booth on your pants
I'll never forget your sailor mirth
How you picked up every comb out of the dirt
His name is Jaques. He said this is mother's ring
Take it as a prof for my love
And our new flat is on the opera park, really nice for my little dogs
Excuse me. Want you to know what's true?
I've no ring and there's no man
I need fivethousand for the abortion
Please! Send it fast as fast as you can!
Remember, "je t'aime, taverne noir" I can't find the one
For whom I yearn. You know 'bout your hurting sailor flirts
Pick me up like every comb you'd found in the dirt
Remember, "je t'aime, taverne noir", I see yet the snack
Booth on your pants
I'll never forget your sailor mirth
How you picked up every comb out of the dirt
Like his own son
Dancing, dinner, what I want
A ring and a wedding dress
French whispers in sweet caress