I love it when you swear in French!
When your *ass is in a sling and you’re lucky enough to have someone else aboard and are facing your imminent demise, you can’t afford to start politely asking about “untying” (uncleating) from that doodad protrusion (cleat) on the mast that (no, no, not that one - the other one!) vertical line (halyard) that hauls that really big white sail (#1/Genoa/Jenny) at the pointy end of the boat (bow) or cutting that little (stopper) knot you tied into the whatchamecallit rope (line, mainsheet) that prevents it from disappearing through that “pulley” (block) or risk losing your “other big jezus sail” (main) and letting a hunk of tubular aluminum (boom) thrash inches above your head, etc., etc.
OTOH, care to splice the mainbrace?
You must be a big hit on Talk Like A Pirate Day.