PARTY TIME. IT’S SATURDAY MORNING, AND I JUST WOKE UP YEAH
AND I ALREADY THINK THAT TONIGHT WILL BE FUN
MY OUTFIT IS READY- FIILLED WITH GLITTER
AND I’M FEELING READY AND I HOPE YOU WILL COME
REFRAIN: CAUSE TONIGHT IT’S PARTYTIME IN THE CITY
PARTYTIME COME WITH ME GIRL
PARTYTIME ON MY PARTY PARTYTIME
CAUSE TONIGHT IT’S PARTYTIME IN THE CITY
PARTYTIME COME WITH ME GIRL
PARTYTIME ON MY PARTY
YOU HAVE TO COME ON MY PARTY
BRIDGE HORNS
REFRAIN

Caroline
The days are getting longer
Since you’re not mine

Caroline
The breeze is getting warmer
Since you hung me out to dry
Oh take me far away from here
Anywhere’s better than being near
Caroline

Tell me why
I feel dumb when you call me up this time

I make you cry
If someone’s gonna do it then it might as well be me this time

Oh take me far away from here
Anywheres better than being here
Caroline

Lift the sun out of your eyes
And you don’t make the room bright
Take the words out of your mouth
And your pretty boring
Oh you’re pretty boring

Sur la plage,je sens le regard des garçons de tout âge,
se poser sur moi,
leurs visages sont pétrifiés par l'émoi.
Soyez sages,
et commandez vous des glaçons,
car l'orage n'est pas de saison,
quel dommage de risquer l'insolation !

REFRAINComme des tournesols
attirés par mes cheveux blonds,
les parasols changent soudain de direction.
Allongée,
je repense à ce garçon de café
ses lèvres sucrées,
ce baiser je crois qu'il me l'a volé.
Bikini,
et chapeau de paille l'après midi,
coule lentement, je m'ennuie,
de retrouver mon amant.
C'est l'été,
quelques jours encore pour nous aimer,
ne pas s'oublier Saint Tropez,
il faudra bien se quitter.

English translation :
THE
PARASOLS
OF ST-TROPEZ

On the beach, I
sense
the boys of all ages
looking at me,
Their faces are
rigid
with
emotion.

Take care, and order ice cubes,

because there is no
storm
in the air,

It would be too bad if you got
sunstroke!

Like sunflowers attracted
to
my blonde
hair,

Parasols
suddenly change direction
Lying
down, I think back to that
waiter,
his
sugary
lips, this kiss I think he stole it from me.

Bikini and straw hat,

the afternoon
passes
slowly,

I'm
anxious
to find my lover
again.

It's summer, a few more days
for us to
love

Don’t
forget Saint-Tropez, we will have to leave each other.