Nicotine
Jane Birkin Lyrics


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Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
En fait
Il est parti
Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
Depuis septembre heures et demie
Mais comment ai-je pu être aussi bête
Il me jette
C'est bien fini

Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
En fait
Il est parti
A moins peut-être qu'une camionnette
Tout net
Me l'ait occis
Ce qui tendrait à prouver que les cigarettes
Vous mettent
A l'agonie

Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
En fait
Il est parti
Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
Depuis sept
Heures et demie
Pour moi désormais finie la fumette




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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Jane Birkin's song "Nicotine" are a portrayal of a woman's sadness over her lover leaving to buy cigarettes and never returning. The opening lines express the reason for his departure, but the focus quickly shifts to the emotional aftermath of the abandonment. The singer laments her own foolishness in not seeing the warning signs that led to his leaving. She then imagines different scenarios for his disappearance, including the possibility that he was killed in a truck accident while obtaining the cigarettes. The repetition of the line "Il est parti chercher des cigarettes" emphasizes how this simple act transformed into a tragic and irreversible event. Finally, the singer proclaims that she will never smoke again, signaling her acceptance of the loss and her desire to move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
He left to go buy cigarettes


En fait
In fact


Il est parti
He left


Il est parti chercher des cigarettes
He left to go buy cigarettes


Depuis septembre heures et demie
Since half past September


Mais comment ai-je pu être aussi bête
But how could I have been so stupid


Il me jette
He throws me away


C'est bien fini
It's completely over


A moins peut-être qu'une camionnette
Unless perhaps a truck


Tout net
Cleanly


Me l'ait occis
Killed him


Ce qui tendrait à prouver que les cigarettes
Which would tend to prove that cigarettes


Vous mettent
Are putting you


A l'agonie
In agony


Pour moi désormais finie la fumette
For me, smoking is now finished


Plus de cette saloperie
No more of this mess




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