Category: Feelings
Ma cravate convient ? — Très bien
Ça va ensemble ?
You think it matches?
Une suffragette ?
Peu m’importe, si tu es là
I don’t mind as long as you’re around
On a volé ma bicyclette !
Who are you?
Don’t you recognize me?
I’ve got some news for you
J’apprends que tu démissionnes ?
Qui est-ce ?
Qu’avez-vous dit ?
Comment ? je suis professeur
Les mots sont inefficaces
A man of few words, all of them long
Je rêve d’entendre la suite
This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crow’d in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatter’d and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milk’d the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built
Not in a Ford Pinto
I want you, too, you know I do
Combien d’hommes as-tu oubliés ?
Ricky: Holding hands with a man makes me terribly uncomfortable.
Jean: It is a sign of friendship in many countries.
Ricky: Yeah, well, not in ours.
Dur de dire ça à un homme
Woo, those are harsh words to throw at a man. Especially when he’s walking out of your bedroom.
I’m a little old hoot owl
Hootin’ in the trees
‘Cause I ain’t got no little gal owl fowl
Here to shoot the breeze
Uuuh
Can’t shoot no breeze with a bunch of trees
(Johnny Mercer et Gene de Paul, Lonesome Polecat)
I’m a mean old hound dog
Bayin’ at the moon
‘Cause I ain’t got no lady friend hound dog
Here to hear my tune
Uuuh
A man can’t sleep when he sleeps with sheep
(Johnny Mercer et Gene de Paul, Lonesome Polecat)
Je pourrais me passer de sexe
I was just thinking how nice it would be if we could live here. I could do without sex. I don’t really like it that much. If I could just feel – complete.