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Any One Have English translation to "L'Homme A La Moto " by Edith Piaf thanks
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Try this, I expect you will need to rewrite it a bit to fit the tune
He wore leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle on the back
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror everywhere
Unwashed and with unkempt hair
His nails were dirty
and he had a tattoo on his pallid biceps
And on the inside ‘mum I love you’
He had a girlfriend called Mary-Lou
A pitiful child of the time
Because everyone knew full well that between them he loved
Only his bitch of a bike
He wore leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle on the back
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror everywhere
Poor Mary-Lou implored and begged
Saying ‘don’t leave tonight, I will cry if you do
But tears appeared and the words were lost
In the noise of the chopped exhaust
He leaped like a devil with fire in his eyes
At the level crossing against the light and
Against a train heading for the midi
When the trash was disposed of
They found his trousers and biker boots
His leather jacket with an eagle on the back
But never found the bike or the demon
Who spread terror everywhere
Read more: Edith Piaf - L'homme A La Moto Lyrics | MetroLyrics
He wore leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle on the back
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror everywhere
Unwashed and with unkempt hair
His nails were dirty
and he had a tattoo on his pallid biceps
And on the inside ‘mum I love you’
He had a girlfriend called Mary-Lou
A pitiful child of the time
Because everyone knew full well that between them he loved
Only his bitch of a bike
He wore leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle on the back
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror everywhere
Poor Mary-Lou implored and begged
Saying ‘don’t leave tonight, I will cry if you do
But tears appeared and the words were lost
In the noise of the chopped exhaust
He leaped like a devil with fire in his eyes
At the level crossing against the light and
Against a train heading for the midi
When the trash was disposed of
They found his trousers and biker boots
His leather jacket with an eagle on the back
But never found the bike or the demon
Who spread terror everywhere
Read more: Edith Piaf - L'homme A La Moto Lyrics | MetroLyrics
A slightly more polished and relevant version;
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
Unwashed and with unkempt hair
His nails were dirty lacking care
On his pale biceps a blue heart tattoo
And inside ‘mum I love you’
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
His girlfriends name was Mary-Lou
Who can guess what she’d been through
Everyone knew his dreams in bed
Were of his mean Harley Shovelhead
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
Poor Mary-Lou implored and sobbed
Saying at least leave me the heart you’ve robbed
But as tears appeared the words were lost
In the roar of the chopped exhaust
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
At the level crossing against the light
He leaped like a devil with Hell in his sight
Against an express in a southward rush
When he became a piece of lifeless trash
They found his trousers and biker boots
His leather jacket with an eagle patch
But never found the bike or the demon soul
Who spread terror to one and all
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
Unwashed and with unkempt hair
His nails were dirty lacking care
On his pale biceps a blue heart tattoo
And inside ‘mum I love you’
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
His girlfriends name was Mary-Lou
Who can guess what she’d been through
Everyone knew his dreams in bed
Were of his mean Harley Shovelhead
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
Poor Mary-Lou implored and sobbed
Saying at least leave me the heart you’ve robbed
But as tears appeared the words were lost
In the roar of the chopped exhaust
With leather trousers and biker boots
A leather jacket with an eagle patch
His bike roared off like a cannonball
Spreading terror to one and all
At the level crossing against the light
He leaped like a devil with Hell in his sight
Against an express in a southward rush
When he became a piece of lifeless trash
They found his trousers and biker boots
His leather jacket with an eagle patch
But never found the bike or the demon soul
Who spread terror to one and all
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