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I was cool, chilling on a bench; it was spring time
They pick up a daisy; these are two lovers
Sweetness overload; they play like little kids
"I love you a little, a lot, madly, passionately"
But after a painful heartbreak, my mood went from warm to vicious
We're not supposed to hate another. Chernobyl, Cherno-stupid. Radioactive jealousy.
Caroline was a friend, a gorgeous girl
I remember her, us, our vanilla cones, her bulimia for strawberries, raspberries and myrtles...
...her trivial frenzies, her cheap style
I'm the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, Caroline
Like the four-leaf clover, I'm looking out for your happiness
I'm 'The Fall Guy' coming up Spades to take over your Heart
Got to play it smooth, Caro, this message is from the Heart
A pyramid of kisses, a storm of closeness A wave of caresses, a whirlwind of sweetness
An ocean of thoughtfulness, Caroline, I offered you a skyscraper of tenderness
I'm in a Blue funk, The Red Army is on my tail
I robbed Green bills for you, I had to make it
Arsonist of your heart, and bomber of your fears I offered you a symphony of colors
She left, the *** she was, with an older macho whom she'd met at a metro station
When I see them, hand in hand, smoking from the same cig...
...I sense a twinge in her heart, but she can't say a word
'Cause I'm the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, Caroline
Claude MC takes over the mike, love story, raggamuffin style, to tell you all about a friend called Caroline
She was my lady, she was my drug, she was my vitamin She was my junk, my dope, my coke, my crack, my amphetamine, Caroline
I remember her Modern-day woman, 20 years old, young and pretty
May the VCR of life rewind the movie
For her, must I admit, tears fell Eye hemorrhage
Long live our friendship in the past, the present, and I hope, the future I walked past to be present in your future
Life is a card game; Paris is the casino
I play the reds, Hearts, Caro
I'm the Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, Caro The Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart The Ace of Clubs digging Spades in your Heart, Caroline
Translation by: AsDeCarreaux