Rue Des Trois Fréres Lyrics

On the stairs of Rue Brevet

They meet by the light of the moon

Not wasting a minute away

Enjoying the hot night in June

They're three girls, three boys

They met a few weeks ago

The two eldest first got together

Now the youngest are having a go

In the shadow of acacia trees, sweet love is in the air

And the smell of heartsease, fills up the Rue des Trois Frères

Three sisters meeting up with three misters

With no way to resist the sweetness of the fruit

Sharing a little pied-a-terre, three small rooms with three beds

29 Rue des Trois Frères, while pursuing grand dreams ahead

But in the light of the single candle, a shadow in the corner

Breaking open this scandal, a cold dish of dishonor

In the shadow of acacia trees, revenge is in the air

And the smell of hearts breaking, fills the Rue des Trois Frères

Three sisters, meeting up with three misters

With no way to resist the sweetness of the fruit

Three brothers craving to be great lovers

Enamored with no others accepting no substitute

When they pulled out the evidence and bullet-scorched remains

The smiling faces proved it hadn't been in vain

Three sisters, meeting up with three misters

With no way to resist the sweetness of the fruit

What to do?

Drama about to ensue

Three husbands looking straight at you

Tragedy is absolute