I have another song translation to share.
In two months, I’ve only craved one thing I can’t find here: hoppy, bitter, American ale. In France it’s all yeasty Belgians, and I’m sick of the banana aftertaste that yeasty beers have.
Ma bière goût bananes! B-A-N-A-N-E-S!
Translation: My beer tastes bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!