[Lyric] The Cheated Heart (Arthur Rimbaud)

My poor heart dribbles at the stern
My heart covered with caporal
They squirt upon it jets of soup
My poor heart dribbles at the stern
Under the gibes of the whole crew
Which burst out in a single laugh
My poor heart dribbles at the stern
My heart covered with caporal

Ithypallic, erkish, lewd
Their gibes have corrupted it
In the wheelhouse you can see graffiti
Ithypallic, erkish, lewd
O abracadantic waves
Take my heart that it may be cleansed!
Ithypallic, erkish, lewd
Their gibes have corrupted it

When they have finished chewing their quids
What shall we do, o cheated heart?
It will be bacchic hiccups then
When they have finished chewing their quids
I shall have stomach heavings then
I can swallow down my heart:
When they have finished chewing their quids
What shall we do, o cheated heart?