Below is the lyrics of the song A Tatons / Branded , artist - Axelle Red with translation
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Axelle Red
Parlons de mon baby
Parlons de mon bimbo à moi
Il a cet effet
Que jamais personne n’a eu sur moi
Il me regarde
Et je tombe comme foudroyée
Il manque de nuance
Mais néanmoins il tutoie les anges
Suffit qu' il bouge
Suffit qu' il tremble
Moi, je le sens mon baby à tâtons
Dès qu' il s'éloigne
Même quand il stagne
Suffit qu' il boude pour que je me rende
À tâtons
À tâtons
Depuis notre rencontre
Je ne m’alimente plus que de lui
Il a cette façon
De réduire mes toquades en bouillie
De peur qu’on le froisse
Il se pare de sa vanité
Et nargue la masse
En cultivant sa fragilité
Suffit qu' il bouge
Suffit qu' il tremble
Moi, je le sens mon baby à tâtons
Dès qu' il s'éloigne
Même quand il stagne
Suffit qu' il boude pour que je me rende
À tâtons
À tâtons
Mon baby m’aime
C’est lui-même qui me l’a dit
Et quand il m’aime
Ça n' me cause jamais d’ennuis
Let's talk about my baby
Let's talk about my bimbo
It has this effect
That no one ever had on me
He looks at me
And I fall like a thunderbolt
It lacks nuance
But nevertheless he is familiar with the angels
Just let him move
Just make him tremble
Me, I feel it my baby groping
As soon as he walks away
Even when it stagnates
It's enough that he sulks for me to surrender
Groping
Groping
Since our meeting
I only feed on him
He has this way
To reduce my infatuations to mush
Lest it be crumpled
He adorns himself with his vanity
And taunt the masses
By cultivating his fragility
Just let him move
Just make him tremble
Me, I feel it my baby groping
As soon as he walks away
Even when it stagnates
It's enough that he sulks for me to surrender
Groping
Groping
My baby loves me
He told me that himself.
And when he loves me
It never gets me in trouble
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