Eths — La chair et le sang song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La chair et le sang" by Eths.

Lyrics

Berce-la!
Dans son ventre, petite fille, petite pute.
Il est entré, visage obscur, mâle impur.
Plus près de toi, laisse pénétrer ses doigts.
Elle est sale.
Elle a mal. Fenêtres et portes sont fermées, il est entré.
Aime-le! Famille sacrée, fermée.
Comme une messe, rituel régulier, chaque soir la porte s’ouvre.
Maman! elle avait pourtant fait son lit.
Maman! Ses draps, son lit sont souillés.
Maman… ! Donne-toi àlui ses remords sont des frasques, il te déflore.
Donne-toi, mais cri pas trop fort! Ses sales doigts ont tachéton corps.
Encore, il te touche, tellement, ta peau est douce.

Lyrics translation

Rock it!
In her belly, little girl, little whore.
He came in, dark face, unclean male.
Closer to you, let his fingers in.
She's dirty.
She's in pain. Windows and doors are closed, it is entered.
Love him! Sacred family, closed.
Like a mass, regular ritual, every evening the door opens.
Mom! she had made her bed.
Mom! His sheets, his bed are dirty.
Mom... ! Give yourself to him his remorse is frasques, he defiles you.
Give yourself up, but scream not too loud! His dirty fingers have spotted body.
Again, it touches you, so much, your skin is soft.