And don't forget to help raise my popularity! That in my pension bed, at 15 I was already dreaming Of this pretty little world, because believe me I've always had a passion for ballet strings Night strings in their tutus have so much appeal Between cats and little rats, you have to see that at the opera The steps of these wonderful, it fascinates me and drives me crazy But between us, I especially like my calailler In these noisy places that are said to be infrequent The people who came, who gave me the big squares, the black bottoms Turbulent, it's exciting, in the cancan The girls make an assortment of wings They seem to have wings For the beggar or for the gold, they give their death Devil in the zone, devil in the zone, devil in the zone Devil in the body, the wings, the bones for each jump, for each leap And the hurrahs of a thousand voices in unison I saw it with my own eyes, a light and in the heart A burning fire like a 20-year-old, in the cancan Until the morning, it lives, it moves Like a boredom or a moulin rouge After the polka, the gallop, when the champagne flows Desirer, le désirer, le désirer, la pleure de peau C'est le cancan, la nuit du rang, qui mène tout Ce guépari à la folie, à l'amour fou Man en bourgeois, escroc et roi, maître et valet se côtoient Son cœur battant simplement quand vient le cancan Son cœur battant simplement quand vient le cancan