Vieux Bouc :- Old Goat

Old goat, I can feel you are feverish
Do you like my little navel
I hear a scream in the wind
Is it the cry of a dog, an infant

Old goat, are you fragile
Do you like my morning bells
My hymen will be present
Now, hell is in my blood

My little soul is dirty
Take it naked in your arms
And I will go far, so far
Far from you, cunning man

My little soul is hurting
Take it naked in your arms
And we'll go far, so far, so far
Old cunning man

Old goat, it's the baptism time
I love you in front of God
I know that Hell is other people
In this world, we are your people

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