tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45816105453858393402025-11-03T07:08:20.522-08:00Les Chansons TraduitesEnglish translation of French songs. Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-38300679096400006352025-03-07T21:21:00.000-08:002025-03-07T21:21:59.595-08:00Translation of "Pommes, pommes, pommes" by Thomas Fersen<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pommes, pommes, pommes</div><div style="text-align: center;">C'est l'automne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Si monotone</div><div style="text-align: center;">C'est triste, triste, triste</div><div style="text-align: center;">Les feuilles mortes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Les flaques d'eau</div><div style="text-align: center;">Le vent dans la ruelle qui emporte les journaux</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Apples, apples, apples </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's autumn </div><div style="text-align: center;">So monotone </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's sad, sad, sad</div><div style="text-align: center;">The dead leaves </div><div style="text-align: center;">The puddles of water</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">The wind in the alleyway which blows away the newspapers </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">À Boulogne</div><div style="text-align: center;">C'est de saison</div><div style="text-align: center;">Les enfants</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ramassent des marrons</div><div style="text-align: center;">En caressant l'automne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Un balayeur fredonne :</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Pommes, pommes, pommes ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh mon amour</div><div style="text-align: center;">Le jour viendra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Où tu refleuriras."</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Boulogne </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the season </div><div style="text-align: center;">When the children </div><div style="text-align: center;">Collect chestnuts</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the caress of autumn </div><div style="text-align: center;">A street sweeper hums: </div><div style="text-align: center;">Apples, apples, apples.... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh my love </div><div style="text-align: center;">The day will come again </div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Where you will bloom once more. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">La nuit tombe</div><div style="text-align: center;">On s'étonne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ces feuilles sur le sol ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Et oui, c'est l'automne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Un homme sans toit</div><div style="text-align: center;">Occupe un banc de bois</div><div style="text-align: center;">On le montre aux enfants qui n'obéissent pas</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Night falls </div><div style="text-align: center;">One is shocked </div><div style="text-align: center;">These leaves on the ground? </div><div style="text-align: center;">And yes, it's autumn </div><div style="text-align: center;">A man without a roof </div><div style="text-align: center;">Occupies a wooden bench </div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">People show him to their disobedient children (as a threat)*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">C'est l'automne</div><div style="text-align: center;">C'est l'automne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Et de temps en temps</div><div style="text-align: center;">L'hiver montre ses dents</div><div style="text-align: center;">Et la nuit sous les ponts</div><div style="text-align: center;">On gèle jusqu'au trognon</div><div style="text-align: center;">De pomme, pomme, pomme</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's autumn </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's autumn </div><div style="text-align: center;">And from time to time </div><div style="text-align: center;">Winter shows its teeth </div><div style="text-align: center;">And at night under the bridges</div><div style="text-align: center;">One freezes to the core </div><div style="text-align: center;">Of apples, apples, apples</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*This song is about homelessness. In this line, the homeless man is being shown to naughty children as a threat to say, "If you don't behave, you will grow up to him." </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-57724597177971022182025-03-07T20:56:00.000-08:002025-03-07T20:56:26.388-08:00Translation of "Parapluie Pour Deux" by Thomas Fersen<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Translation of "Parapluie Pour Deux" by Thomas Fersen</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">J'habite au sixième<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Une chambre sans vue<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">À la semaine<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">La semaine ou la rue<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je laisse mes quatre murs entre eux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est bleu<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je prends un parapluie pour deux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est pluvieux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I live on the sixth floor <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">In a room without a view <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">By the week <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The week or the street<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I leave my four walls to themselves<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When the sky is blue <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I take an umbrella for two <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When it's raining </span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Avec toi, on n'est pas pieds nus<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Pour aller dans la rue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">With you, we're not barefoot <br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To walk in the street </span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je descends sans lumière<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">À cause du propriétaire<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je paye au lance-pierre<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je laisse mes quatre murs entre eux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est bleu<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je prends un parapluie pour deux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est pluvieux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I go down without light </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Because of the landlord</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I underpay </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I leave my four walls to themselves </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When the sky is blue </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I take an umbrella for two </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When it's raining</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Avec toi, on n'est pas pieds nus<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Pour aller dans la rue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">With you, we're not barefoot </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To walk in the street </span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">À tous les étages<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">On rencontre des gens<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Qui vous dévisagent<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sans desserer les dents<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je descends quatre à quatre<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est bleu<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je descends sur la rampe<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Quand le ciel est pluvieux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">At each floor </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We meet people </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Who stare at you </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Without opening their mouths </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I go down four by four </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When the sky is blue </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I go down on the handrail </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">When it's raining</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Avec eux, on n'est pas pieds nus<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Pour aller dans la rue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">With them, we're not barefoot </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To walk in the street </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ici la brique est rousse<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Et les murs en sont noirs<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Et les filles sont douces<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sur ces fonds repoussoirs<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je laisse mes quatre murs entre eux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Pour les mauvais trottoirs<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je prends un parapluie pour deux<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">S'il commence à pleuvoir</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Here the brick is red </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">And the walls are black </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">And the girls are sweet</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Compared to these repellilng backgrounds. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I leave my four walls to themselves </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">For the bad sidewalks</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I take an umbrella for two </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">If it's going to rain </span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Allez viens, on n'est pas pieds nus<br /></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Pour aller dans la rue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Come on let's go, we're not barefoot </span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">To walk in the street </span></div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-86451704832356054092025-03-06T21:29:00.000-08:002025-03-06T21:29:27.302-08:00Translation of "Mon Macabre" by Thomas Fersen <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Translation of "Mon Macabre" by Thomas Fersen <br /><span style="text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ <br /></span>Depuis qu'j'me suis cogné la tête<br />Depuis qu'je suis tombé de l'arbre<br />J'entends le pas de mon squelette<br />J'entends son cliquetis de sabre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />Ever since I hit my head <br />Ever since I fell from the tree <br />I hear the steps of my skeleton <br />I hear the click of his sword </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />"Squelette, mon ami<br />Veux-tu du salami ?<br />Squelette, mon garçon<br />Veux-tu du saucisson ?<br />Je comprends ton mal-être<br />Dans l'armure de l'ancêtre<br />Tes soirées sont mortelles<br />Dans l'armoire à dentelles."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />Skeleton, my friend<br />Do you want any salami? <br />Skeleton, my boy <br />Do you want some sausage? <br />I understand your unhappiness<br />In your ancestral armor <br />Your nights are deadly<br />In the lace covered armoir <br /><br />Alors il se débine<br />Par la fenêtre à guillotine<br />La lune, astre obscène<br />Eclaire la scène</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />So he sneaks away <br />Through the sash window<br />The moon, an obscene star<br />Illuminates the scene </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />Je le retrouve dans mon lit<br />En proie à la mélancolie<br />Je le surprends dans mon fauteuil<br />En train d'fumer des clous d'cercueil</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />I find him again in my bed <br />Preyed by his melancholy <br />I catch him up in my armchair <br />Smoking coffin nails*</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Squelette, mon petit</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Veux-tu des spaghettis ?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Squelette, mon cousin</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Veux-tu du jus d'raisin ?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">L'ordinaire est ingrat</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dans le vieux débarras</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">L'ordinaire est chagrin</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dans l'armoire à sapin."</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Skeleton, my dear </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Do you want spaghetti? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Skeleton, my cousin </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Do you want grape juice? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The mess is ingrateful</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">In the old storeroom</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The mess is disappointing</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">In the pine cupboard</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alors il se débine<br />Par la fenêtre à guillotine<br />La lune, astre obscène<br />Eclaire la scène</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">So he sneaks away </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Through the sash window</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The lune, obscene star </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Illuminates the scene</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mon squelette est un tendre<br />Caché sous la cuirasse<br />Il ne veut plus attendre<br />Il veut qu'on l'embrasse</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">My skeleton is a tender </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Hidden under his armor</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">He doesn't want to wait </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">He only wants to embrace </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Squelette, mon chéri<br />Tu es logé, tu es nourri<br />Squelette, tu es blanchi<br />Oui mais le lit n'est pas garni<br />Trouve-toi une amoureuse<br />Mais pas trop chatouilleuse<br />Pour jouer aux osselets<br />Dans le placard à balais."</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Skeleton, my dear </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">You are housed, you are fed </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Skeleton, you are bleached</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Yes but the bed is not furnished</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">To find yourself a lover </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">But not too ticklish</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">To play jacks </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">In the broom cupboard </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alors il se débine<br />Par la fenêtre à guillotine<br />La lune, astre obscène<br />Eclaire la scène</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">So he sneaks away </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Through the sash window</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The lune, obscene star </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Illuminates the scene</span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Et sur l'épave d'une mobylette<br />Le voilà parti dans la nuit<br />Il roule comme un poulet sans tête<br />Et tout fini dans un grand bruit<br /></span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">And on the wreck of a motorbike </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">He's off into the night </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">He drives like a chicken without its head </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">And ends in a loud boom</span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="RightSidebar-sc-29f47c92-0 kgojNX"><div class="SidebarAd-sc-504c5781-0 AhZXG"><div class="SidebarAd-sc-504c5781-1 eHqgbP"><div class="DfpAd-sc-8081638d-0 jJfifH"><div class="DfpAd-sc-8081638d-1 hcbrvA"></div></div></div></div></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Squelette, mon macabre<br />T'es rentré dans un arbre<br />Tu conduis comme un manche<br />Moi j'suis tombé d'ma branche."<br />Mes soirées sont chagrines<br />Dans la maison en ruine<br />Le puits me désespère<br />Dans son manteau de lierre<br /></span></div></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Skeleton, my macabre </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">You've crashed into a tree </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">You drive like a clumsy person</span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">While I just fell from a branch </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My nights are depressing </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In my house in ruin </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The well fills me with despair </span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In its coat of ivy</span></div><div class="Lyrics-sc-7c7d0940-1 gVRfzh" data-lyrics-container="true"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alors il se débine<br />Par la fenêtre à guillotine<br />La lune, astre obscène<br />Eclaire la scène</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">So he sneaks away </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Through the sash window</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The lune, obscene star </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Illuminates the scene</span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ <br /></span><span style="text-align: center;">*This is a reference to cigarrettes, kind of like calling them "cancer sticks" in English. </span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-22499183826762049382025-03-04T11:12:00.000-08:002025-03-06T20:54:41.666-08:00Translation of Monsieur by Thomas Fersen to English<p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;">Translation of Monsieur by Thomas Fersen to English</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div>Les passants sur son chemin</div><div>Soulèvent leur galure</div><div>Le chien lui lèche les mains</div><div>Sa présence rassure...</div><div>Voyez cet enfant qui beugle, par lui secouru</div><div>Et comme il aide l'aveugle à traverser la rue...</div><div><br /></div><div>The passerbys on his route </div><div>Lift their hats </div><div>The dog licks his hand </div><div>His presence reassuring... </div><div>See this child who bawls, rescued by him </div><div>And how he helps the blind cross the street </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>Dans la paix de son jardin</div><div>Il cultive ses roses</div><div>Monsieur est un assassin</div><div>Quand il est morose</div><div><br /></div><div>In the peace of his garden</div><div>He cultivates his roses </div><div>Monsieur is a murderer</div><div>When he is morose </div><div><br /></div><div>Il étrangle son semblable dans le Bois de Meudon</div><div>Quand il est inconsolable, quand il a le bourdon...</div><div>A la barbe des voisins</div><div>Qui le trouvent sympathique</div><div>Monsieur est un assassin, je suis son domestique</div><div>Et je classe le dossier sous les églantines</div><div>Je suis un peu jardinier</div><div>Et je fais la cuisine</div><div><br /></div><div>He strangles his fellow man in the Bois de Meudon (Woods of Meudon) </div><div>When he is inconsolable, when he is feeling down </div><div>In front of his neighbors </div><div>Who find him pleasant </div><div>Monsieur is a murderer, I am his servant </div><div>And I file the dossier under the sweetbriars </div><div>I am a bit of a gardener </div><div>And I do the cooking</div><div><br /></div><div>Il étrangle son prochain</div><div>Quand il a le cafard</div><div>Allez hop dans le bassin sous les nénuphars</div><div>Et je donne un coup de balai</div><div>Sur le lieu du crime</div><div>Où il ne revient jamais</div><div>Même pas pour la frime</div><div><br /></div><div>He strangles his neighbor</div><div>When he's feeling depressed </div><div>Off you go, into the pond below the water lilies </div><div>And sweep everything away </div><div>From the scene of the crime </div><div>Where he'll never return </div><div>Not even to show off</div><div><br /></div><div>Sans éveiller les soupçons</div><div>Aux petites heures</div><div>Nous rentrons à la maison</div><div>Je suis son chauffeur</div><div><br /></div><div>Without arousing any suspicion </div><div>In the early hours </div><div>We return home </div><div>I am his chauffeur </div><div><br /></div><div>La la la la la...</div><div><br /></div><div>Car sous son air anodin</div><div>C'est un lunatique</div><div>Monsieur est un assassin</div><div>Chez lui c'est chronique</div><div>Il étrangle son semblable</div><div>Lorsque minuit sonne</div><div>Et moi je pousse le diable</div><div>Dans le Bois de Boulogne</div><div><br /></div><div>Because beneath his harmless appearance </div><div>He's a lunatic </div><div>Monsieur is a murderer </div><div>For him, it's chronic </div><div>He strangles his fellow man </div><div>As soon as midnight hits </div><div>And me, I urge the devil </div><div>In the Bois de Boulogne </div><div><br /></div><div>Le client dans une valise</div><div>Avec son chapeau</div><div>Prendra le train pour Venise</div><div>Et un peu de repos</div><div><br /></div><div>The client in a suitcase </div><div>With his hat </div><div>He'll take the train to Venice </div><div>And then rest a bit </div><div><br /></div><div>Il étrangle son semblable</div><div>Dans le Bois de Meudon</div><div>Quand il est inconsolable</div><div>Quand il a le bourdon</div><div>A la barbe des voisins</div><div>Qui le trouvent sympathique</div><div>Monsieur est un assassin</div><div>Je suis son domestique</div><div><br /></div><div>He strangles his fellow man </div><div>In the Bois de Meudon </div><div>When he is inconsolable </div><div>When he is feeling down</div><div><div>In front of his neighbors </div><div>Who find him pleasant </div><div>Monsieur is a murderer </div><div>I am his servant </div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Vous allez pendre Monsieur</div><div>Je vais perdre ma place;</div><div>Vous allez pendre Monsieur</div><div>Hélas! trois fois hélas!</div><div><br /></div><div>You are going to hang, Monsieur </div><div>I am going to lose my room </div><div>You are going to hang, Monsieur </div><div>Alas! Three times, alas! </div><div><br /></div><div>Mais il fallait s'y attendre</div><div>Et je prie votre honneur</div><div>Humblement de me reprendre</div><div>Comme serviteur...</div><div>Et je classerai ce dossier</div><div>Sous les églantines</div><div>Je suis un peu jardinier</div><div>Et je fais la cuisine...</div><div><br /></div><div>But it was to be expected </div><div>And I beg you, your honor </div><div>Humbly take me back </div><div>As your servant... </div><div>And I file this case </div><div>Under the sweetbriars </div><div>I am a bit of a gardener </div><div>And I do the cooking</div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-60172154057397566142025-03-03T18:57:00.000-08:002025-03-03T18:57:32.516-08:00Translation of "Louise" by Thomas Fersen in English <p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Translation of "Louise" by Thomas Fersen in English </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tes lèvres, Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sont des portes d'église</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Où j'entre le matin</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Le chapeau à la main</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tes lèvres, Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Penses-tu ce qu'elles me disent ?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ou c'est du caraco</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; text-align: center;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Le rubis d'un mégot</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your lips, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Are church doors </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">That I enter in the morning </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">With my hat in my hand </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your lips, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Are you thinking what they're telling me? </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Or is it like a caraco, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The ruby of a cigarette butt. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Après tout peu importe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Où j'allume ma clope</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Aux premiers feux du jour</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ou aux foudres de l'amour</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Si les miennes se grisent</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">À tes lèvres Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">After all, it's of little importance </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Where I light my cigarette </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">At the first light of day </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Or when being struck by love</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">If mine get intoxicated</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">By your lips Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sur tes lèvres, Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Les miennes sont assises</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je ne décolle plus les fesses</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">De ce banc de messe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tes lèvres, Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Crois-tu ce qu'elles me disent ?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ou cette basilique</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Est un kiosque à musique ?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">On your lips, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Mine are seated </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I no tear myself</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">From this church pew </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your lips, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Do you believe what they're telling me? </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Or is this basilica </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">A bandstand? </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Après tout peu importe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Où j'allume ma clope</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Si ce n'est pas l'amour</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ce sont les alentours</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Si les miennes se grisent</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">À tes lèvres Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">After all it's of little importance </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Where I light my cigarette </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">If this isn't love </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">It's something close to it </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">If mine get intoxicated</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">By your lips Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ta lettre, Louise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Est arrivé tantôt</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Des tes lèvres cerise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Elles portent le sceau</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tes lèvres, Louises</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Me donnent congé</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ma rage s'épuise</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sur mes ongles rongés</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your letter, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Arrived earlier</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">From your cherry lips </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">They bear the seal </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your lips, Louise </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Give me leave </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">My rage is expended</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">On my bitten nails</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Paris te contient</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Et je suis jaloux comme un chien</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Je reviens gratter à ta porte</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tes lèvres sont closes</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Louise, tu m'envoie sur les roses</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Dis-moi quelquechose ...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Rien</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Paris contains you </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I am jealous like a dog </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I come back to scratch at your door </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Your lips are closed</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Louise, you shoo me away.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Tell me something... </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Nothing. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Louise je ne veux plus</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Que tu passes la nuit</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">En bas de l'avenue</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Sous un parapluie</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Louise, I no longer want </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">You to spend the night </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Walking down the avenue </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Under an umbrella </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica; text-align: center;">A note: Louise is a prostitute. </span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-44791576140225263872023-12-07T05:00:00.000-08:002023-12-08T16:58:59.959-08:00English Translation of "Mon Ego" by M (Matthieu Chedid)<p style="text-align: center;"> M (Matthieu Chedid) - Mon Ego Lyrics</p><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Number one, I hold on, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Like a dumb icon</div><div style="text-align: center;">With an aluminum look, </div><div style="text-align: center;">A minimum, a minimum </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Megalomaniac costume </div><div style="text-align: center;">Without even a melody, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Satan temps me, but I escape in time, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Right away… right away </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m going to have a few words… </div><div style="text-align: center;">A few words with my ego! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ve only thought about myself for months, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thought only about indulging myself*,</div><div style="text-align: center;">The slightest reflection for me </div><div style="text-align: center;">The smallest puddle is for my face </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m going to have a few words… </div><div style="text-align: center;">A few words with my ego! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Right away!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">*Right, so to “gaze at one’s navel” is indulge oneself or be egocentric or self obosessed. The literal translation of this line is “my navel turns from my eye”. So he’s gazing at his navel so much that his navel is looking away. </div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-13814686707231116052023-12-07T04:57:00.000-08:002023-12-07T04:57:52.740-08:00English Translation of "Cuisses nues, bottes de cuir" by Philippe Nicaud<div style="text-align: center;"> Philippe Nicaud - Cuisses nues, bottes de cuir</div><div style="text-align: center;">Philippe Nicaud – Naked thighs, leather boots</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;">Mini-dressed, cropped to your pussy </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hindu necklaces*, cashmere breasts</div><div style="text-align: center;">You walk around </div><div style="text-align: center;">With nothing on underneath </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Of your belt </div><div style="text-align: center;">That grips your loins</div><div style="text-align: center;">Eyes wander </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hands dream</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, naked thighs, leather boots</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mini-dressed, cropped to your pussy </div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you follow fashion… For your own pleasure?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or are you looking to drive me crazy?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stop… shortening everything </div><div style="text-align: center;">For us men, it’s martyrdom </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;">Cropped to your pussy, angora breasts </div><div style="text-align: center;"> You don’t care… about their thighs </div><div style="text-align: center;">But one fine day, watch yourself </div><div style="text-align: center;">A middle class man will become a Borgia**</div><div style="text-align: center;">And restrain you in his arms </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ah, naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;">Cloth boots, boots to shine </div><div style="text-align: center;">Lamé boots, for the evening </div><div style="text-align: center;">Walking boots, for the morning </div><div style="text-align: center;">In order to keep you, my erotic </div><div style="text-align: center;">I would give you the entire boutique</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;">Naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;">Naked thighs, leather boots </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*”Colliers hindous” could be translated to hindu necklaces, literally, but it does appear in English as “collier hindus”, referring to a style of necklace made popular by Cartier. It originally debuted in 1936 but the so-called “hindu” style gained a resurgence in the 60’s. </div><div style="text-align: center;">**Obviously this line is pretty dark, but he’s basically saying because women are dressing so provocatively that they’re going to cause a mild mannered “bourgeousie” to start acting like a member of the house of Borgia, who were known for adultery, murder, incest, and other crimes in order to entertain themselves and stay in power. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-84759298812115761602023-12-04T18:48:00.000-08:002023-12-04T18:48:07.653-08:00English Translation of "Les Roche Martin - C'est Toi Qui As Gâché Notre Vie" By Les Roche Martin<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Les Roche Martin - C'est Toi Qui As Gâché Notre Vie</div><div style="text-align: center;">Les Roche Martin – It’s You who has Ruined our Life</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alone with you two </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was very happy </div><div style="text-align: center;">Two women for me </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was the lord </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who has ruined our life?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope in any case </div><div style="text-align: center;">That you don’t believe </div><div style="text-align: center;">That I’m going to marry </div><div style="text-align: center;">Either one of you, ever</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who has ruined our life?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you telling me </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who…?</div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s you who has ruined our life?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-2166581830460689432023-12-03T19:48:00.000-08:002023-12-03T19:56:08.594-08:00English Translation of "A Tout Berzinge" by Jacques Dutronc<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Song: A Tout Berzinge </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Artist: Jacques Dutronc</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> In 5 seconds </div><div style="text-align: center;">I drink my “Blanc sec”,*</div><div style="text-align: center;">At full speed</div><div style="text-align: center;">I flatter myself,</div><div style="text-align: center;">At full volume</div><div style="text-align: center;">I sing my hits</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You’re rushed, pressurized </div><div style="text-align: center;">Life goes quick wherever you live </div><div style="text-align: center;">You have to charge forward in order to survive </div><div style="text-align: center;">And belong to the elite corps </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Full steam ahead </div><div style="text-align: center;">I give them flowers, </div><div style="text-align: center;">At top speed </div><div style="text-align: center;">I celebrate them, </div><div style="text-align: center;">At full throttle </div><div style="text-align: center;">I put back on my clothes </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But don’t think that with girls </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m a pressure cooker**</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because in reality, with girls, </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m a “coco minute”***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In a cafeteria</div><div style="text-align: center;">I eat a steak, </div><div style="text-align: center;">In a snack bar </div><div style="text-align: center;">I drink cognac, </div><div style="text-align: center;">In the pharmacies****</div><div style="text-align: center;">That’s where I flirt </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But don’t think that with girls </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m a pressure cooker**</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because in reality, with girls, </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m a “coco minute”***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In less than two </div><div style="text-align: center;">I tell them, “I want you”, </div><div style="text-align: center;">In two turns </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’ve made three moves </div><div style="text-align: center;">In five seconds </div><div style="text-align: center;">They’re soaked</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m in a hurry, hurry, hurry </div><div style="text-align: center;">My life goes fast, very fast, too fast </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have to charge forward without hesitation. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*A type of white wine. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">**In French a pressure cooker is called a “cocotte minute”, or “minute cooker”. Which leads us to the next point…</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***So I’m not entirely sure what this means, it seems to be a play on words that I’m going to struggle to explain. Basically from the previous line you’re expecting him to make a joke like he doesn’t last a minute, he last longer. Instead, he says “coco minute”, which is literally “coconut minute”. The play on words is two fold: first, coco is shorter than cocotte, making it seem like it’s even shorter, which is humorous. Second, cocotte is a very female word, both grammatically and in use, and can be used to apply to mistresses and prostitutes. Coco is very masculine, so it can be used to refer to a male lover, or as you would use “guy” in English (as well as coke (the white kind) and commies(the red kind), which we’re not going to expand on here). So it’s like saying “you think I last a minute cause I’m in a rush? No, I last a manly minute”. Something like that. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe someone smarter than me can correct me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****He says "dans les drugs" here, which literally is "in the drugs". Around this time the word "drugstore" was popularly used instead of "pharmacie", so I went with a slang interpretation, but I could be wrong with my interpretation. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-32944408145398489972023-12-02T13:33:00.000-08:002023-12-02T13:34:31.693-08:00English Translation of "Le Responsable" by Jacques Dutronc<p align="center"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Song: Le Responsable </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Artist: Jacques Dutronc</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">I’m worried, I’m bored </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m in trouble, I’m tormented </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have no morale, I have no money </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have no luck, I have no friends </div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m unlucky, I have taxes</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have hay sickness, I have a toothache</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I don’t want to become someone new</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because I like the hassle </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t hide my head in the sand </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t want to sing like a grandfather </div><div style="text-align: center;">In life, you shouldn’t worry </div><div style="text-align: center;">Because if I worry myself today </div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s because yesterday, he laughed</div><div style="text-align: center;">And tomorrow if I have kids </div><div style="text-align: center;">I want them to have happy lives </div><div style="text-align: center;">The more worries I have, the better it is </div><div style="text-align: center;">I whisk them away like whey </div><div style="text-align: center;">What I love more than anything is worrying </div><div style="text-align: center;">I feast on it all the time </div><div style="text-align: center;">But I also love disasters </div><div style="text-align: center;">That place my life in an apostrophe </div><div style="text-align: center;">When things are going well I’m unhappy </div><div style="text-align: center;">When things are going bad I’m very happy </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t hide my head in the sand </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don’t want to sing like a grandfather </div><div style="text-align: center;">In life, you shouldn’t worry </div><div style="text-align: center;">And I want to sing on the contrary </div><div style="text-align: center;">In life you have to worry </div><div style="text-align: center;">In order to always be united </div><div style="text-align: center;">With people like me who see clearly </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a responsible man</div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">*I'm not sure what this means and it doesn't appear to exist on the internet. It's not hay fever, it may be an outdated term that I'm unable to research from 70 years ago. </span></p><p style="height: 0px; text-align: left;">x</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-47344886469025562002018-06-12T22:49:00.000-07:002023-12-02T13:34:46.389-08:00Translation of "Une question qui se pose" by Evy<div style="text-align: center;">What can I do</div><div style="text-align: center;">Time takes a bite out of life</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't do anything</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love going out at night</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a question,</div><div style="text-align: center;">A question that arises</div><div style="text-align: center;">But yes, but yes, yes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To cook</div><div style="text-align: center;">To be a homemaker</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a routine</div><div style="text-align: center;">That makes my heart ache</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a question,</div><div style="text-align: center;">A question that arises</div><div style="text-align: center;">But yes, but yes, yes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Put away your records</div><div style="text-align: center;">Warnings when I leave the house</div><div style="text-align: center;">Play your music</div><div style="text-align: center;">A little less loud</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wax your shoes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Go, sew your buttons</div><div style="text-align: center;">That's what I hear at home</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Every Saturday</div><div style="text-align: center;">When everyone is lying</div><div style="text-align: center;">I meet my friend</div><div style="text-align: center;">But one day I'll get stuck</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a question,</div><div style="text-align: center;">A question that arises</div><div style="text-align: center;">But yes, but yes, yes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But last night I saw my mom crying for teh first time</div><div style="text-align: center;">And suddenly I realized it's because of me</div><div style="text-align: center;">She will never know how much the sight had an effect on me</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I have to change to stop her crying</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a question,</div><div style="text-align: center;">A question that arises</div><div style="text-align: center;">But yes, but yes, yes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, yes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-68999356592655767022017-12-17T11:16:00.001-08:002017-12-17T11:16:19.507-08:00Translation of "L'histoire D'une Heure" by Thomas Fersen<div style="text-align: center;">
Song: L'histoire D'une Heure </div>
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This is the story of an hour<br />
Lost on the dock of flowers,<br />
An hour to dream<br />
Of missing objects found<br />
An hour to wait for you<br />
To watch the sale of<br />
Some cut flowers<br />
Some May flowers<br />
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This is the story of an hour<br />
Complacently lost<br />
An hour to dream<br />
Of your arrival<br />
An hour in the street<br />
To hang around<br />
To pace up and down<br />
And some entrechats*<br />
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What a funny ballet<br />
My little game<br />
Intrigues the chickens<br />
On the goldsmith's dock<br />
A blaring whistle,<br />
A pair of bracelets,<br />
And under lock and key,<br />
A crazy story:<br />
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"This is the story of an hour, gentlemen,<br />
I'll explain to you<br />
This is the story of an hour<br />
Of being lost on the dock."<br />
It's the story of a night<br />
Lost in a hole<br />
To make confessions<br />
The violets in the eyes<br />
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They're looking for a killer<br />
And me, the dear saint<br />
My fate is sublime<br />
I've lost the hour of the crime<br />
Whoever finds themselves<br />
An hour ahead,<br />
Waiting an hour,<br />
Will really want to give it back to me<br />
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This is the story of an hour<br />
Lost on the dock of flowers,<br />
An hour to dream<br />
Of missing objects found<br />
And in my prison<br />
I sing my song<br />
Of my lost hours**<br />
That I no longer count<br />
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*This is a dance step where one jumps into the air and clicks one's heels.<br />
**Double meaning. Of my lost hours, or in my spare time.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-68262262129302713002013-05-03T14:51:00.000-07:002017-12-17T22:36:34.412-08:00Translation of ''Je Veux Te Voir'' by Yelle<br />
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Song: Je Veux Te Voir</div>
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Artist: Yelle</div>
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Cuizinier (The Chef) with your little sex surrounded by red pubes</div>
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I really can't believe that you actually believe we want you</div>
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I don't believe it would be true even in the dark, even if you keep your pajamas on </div>
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Even if you keep on your “bathrobe”, a has-been t-shirt </div>
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Keep your shirt on, it'll limit the damage, bastard</div>
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I want to see you </div>
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In a porno flick </div>
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In action with your dick </div>
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Its shape either potatoes or fries </div>
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To know everything</div>
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About your anatomy </div>
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About your cousin Teki </div>
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And your fetish accessories </div>
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Cuizi, what's this?</div>
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Your favorite position?</div>
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Your Olympic performances? </div>
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But you don't have anything orgasmic </div>
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You're completely naked </div>
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Under your apron</div>
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Ready to strip </div>
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But I must admit nothing's going to work </div>
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You dream of a Hummer Fluo </div>
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Designed by Akroe </div>
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But you don't have a license</div>
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You always take the metro </div>
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Superstar for one night, after that, your life returns to normal </div>
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You don't need sunglasses to keep people from recognizing you </div>
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Your proof of insurance waits for you, dude </div>
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It's not from your flying lyrics</div>
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I've manage to make you </div>
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One with my scanner </div>
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There's no cover charge tonight </div>
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It's the only way to get anyone to come</div>
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So us girls go for a drive </div>
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Yeah we're going to Chippendale’s </div>
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We hadn't intended to spend the night with some jokers </div>
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We would like see some pecks, some men hung like bulls </div>
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Your posters of Lil' Jon covered up those of Magic Johnson </div>
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Your body is too crunk in order to pull off dunks </div>
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Cuiziner it's you that I want to see </div>
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That I want to see tonight </div>
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Ridiculed by a girl who raps better than you </div>
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I don't have enough fingers to count in the room </div>
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All these coiffed girls like me who know that you're just pubes </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-50058680425815447242013-05-02T09:18:00.000-07:002017-12-30T09:28:03.419-08:00Translation of ''Fanny Ardant Et Moi'' by Vincent Delerm<br />
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Song: Fanny Ardant Et Moi</div>
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Artist: Vincent Delerm</div>
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We listen to the Gregorian chant, </div>
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She scarcely speaks and I say nothing </div>
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We have a relationship like that </div>
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Fanny Ardant and me </div>
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I spend the evening with Sylvain </div>
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During which she checks out the wallpaper </div>
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We stay separated </div>
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Me and Fanny Ardant </div>
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She sits on the shelf </div>
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Between an Eric Holder book,</div>
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A white IKEA candlestick holder,</div>
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And a postcard from Maria </div>
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She is always completely black and white </div>
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She no longer says “Finally, Sunday!”</div>
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Since I hang around my parents' house </div>
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Every weekend </div>
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Fanny Ardant </div>
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I don't speak to her about the college girls of Jussieu* </div>
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She doesn't speak too much of Depardieu </div>
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Yes, we avoid those subjects </div>
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Fanny Ardant and me </div>
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There's something in her eyes </div>
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Which rebuke me for returning too late </div>
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She wants me to be home all the time</div>
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Of course Fanny Ardant </div>
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<br /></div>
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She sits on the shelf </div>
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Between an Eric Holder book,</div>
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A white IKEA candlestick holder,</div>
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And a postcard from Maria </div>
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She is always completely black and white </div>
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She no longer says “Finally, Sunday!”</div>
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Since I hang around my parents' house </div>
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Every weekend </div>
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Fanny Ardant </div>
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We listen to the Gregorian chant, </div>
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She scarcely speaks and I say nothing </div>
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We have a relationship like that </div>
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Fanny Ardant and me<br />
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*Campus of a university in Paris. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-33842048452859076782013-05-01T14:56:00.000-07:002017-12-17T22:54:20.888-08:00Translation of ''Aux Champs-Elysée'' by Joe Dassin<br />
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Song: Aux Champs-Elysée</div>
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Artist: Joe Dassin</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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I was walking down the avenue, my heart open to the unknown </div>
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I felt like saying hello to anyone </div>
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Anyone, and it was you, I said whatever came to mind</div>
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Just talking to you was enough to win you over</div>
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At the Champs-Elysées, at the Champs-Elysées</div>
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In the sun, beneath the rain, at noon or midnight </div>
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There's everything you desire at the Champs-Elysées<br />
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You told me ''I have a meeting place in a basement with some madmen </div>
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Who live with a guitar in their hand, from night to morning.'' </div>
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So I went along with you, we sang, we danced </div>
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And we didn't even think of kissing </div>
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Last night two strangers and this morning on the avenue, </div>
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Two lovers completely dazed by the long night </div>
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And of the Étoile à la Concorde, an orchestra with a thousand strings </div>
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All the birds at daybreak sing of love </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-25418974200069150142013-04-30T18:54:00.000-07:002017-12-30T09:28:36.752-08:00Translation of ''Mon petit soldat'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Mon petit soldat</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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He played the drum </div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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He told me about love </div>
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He played for love, for war</div>
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He put flowers on his gun </div>
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But he didn't listen to my prayers </div>
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And I cried when he left </div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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He played the drum </div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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And I loved his drumming of love</div>
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He played for love, for war</div>
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But he spoke of death while laughing </div>
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He fell close to the river </div>
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Where we played when we were children </div>
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He played for love, for war</div>
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And I still hear him every night </div>
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He comes and strolls along the river </div>
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And kisses me when I'm asleep</div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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He played the drum </div>
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My little soldier is dead </div>
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I will love him always </div>
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La la la la... </div>
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<br /></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-39401041960260156202013-04-29T18:52:00.000-07:002017-12-30T09:32:05.749-08:00Translation of ''Laisse tomber les filles'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Laisse tomber les filles</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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One day you're going to the one left behind </div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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One day you're going to be the one crying</div>
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Yes I cried but on that day </div>
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No, I won't cry </div>
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No, I won't cry </div>
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I'll say, “It serves you right!”</div>
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I'll say, “That'll teach you!”</div>
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I'll say, “That'll teach you!”</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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It's going to be an ill turn for you</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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You'll pay one of these days</div>
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One doesn't play recklessly </div>
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With an innocent heart </div>
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With an innocent heart </div>
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You'll see what I'm feeling </div>
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Before you know it </div>
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Before you know it </div>
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Luck abandons </div>
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Those who only know </div>
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How to leave behind wounded hearts</div>
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You'll have no one </div>
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To console you </div>
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You won't get away with it</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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One day you're going to the one left behind </div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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Forget about the girls</div>
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One day you're going to be the one crying</div>
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No, for your complaining there won't be </div>
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Anyone other than you</div>
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Anyone other than you</div>
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Then you're remember </div>
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Everything I'm telling you now</div>
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Everything I'm telling you now</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-64098560658891133202013-04-28T18:51:00.000-07:002018-06-12T22:28:34.790-07:00Translation of ''Mon aéroplane'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Mon aéroplane</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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No Charlie </div>
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Don't make me wait any longer </div>
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Quickly come over to the house </div>
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Today </div>
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I believe that you're the best </div>
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At repairs</div>
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I'm begging you... </div>
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My airplane... </div>
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Since your departure has been delayed...</div>
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And to touch the sky I no longer have, I no longer have</div>
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Any artificial clouds </div>
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My airplane... </div>
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Since your departure has been delayed...</div>
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And in order to touch the sky I need</div>
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You to lend me your wings</div>
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There will be </div>
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Some Chinese tea and some liquorice </div>
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And then some chocolate </div>
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You'll see </div>
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Later, we'll go to the old dock </div>
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But come home quick,</div>
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I'm begging you... </div>
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My airplane... </div>
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Since your departure has been delayed...</div>
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And to touch the sky I no longer have, I no longer have</div>
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Any artificial clouds </div>
</div>
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My airplane... </div>
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Since your departure has been delayed...</div>
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And in order to touch the sky I need</div>
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You to lend me your wings</div>
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My airplane... </div>
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Since your departure has been delayed...</div>
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And in order to touch the sky I need</div>
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You to lend me your wings</div>
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<br /></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-22816802446707898052013-04-27T18:50:00.000-07:002018-06-12T22:30:32.338-07:00Translation of ''Nous Ne Sommes Pas Des Anges'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Nous Ne Sommes Pas Des Anges</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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We're not angels</div>
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Angels from heaven </div>
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Would find this world very strange</div>
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If they were to fall so far<br />
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No, we possess nothing of the angels,</div>
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Angels from heaven </div>
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Leave them up there in the sky </div>
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Earth isn't paradise <br />
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The boys look like girls </div>
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With their long hair </div>
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As for us girls </div>
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We look like boys</div>
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Wearing pants<br />
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We're not angels</div>
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Angels from heaven </div>
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Would find this world very strange</div>
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If they were to fall so far<br />
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No, we possess nothing of the angels,</div>
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Angels from heaven </div>
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Leave them up there in the sky </div>
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Earth isn't paradise <br />
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The boys kiss the girls </div>
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The girls wearing pants </div>
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As for us girls </div>
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We love the boys </div>
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With their long hair</div>
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The boys kiss the girls </div>
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The girls wearing pants </div>
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As for us girls </div>
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We love the boys </div>
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With their long hair</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-46707138837992776802013-04-26T18:48:00.000-07:002018-06-12T22:33:01.282-07:00Translation of ''Oh! Quelle Famille'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Oh! Quelle Famille</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ ♫♪♫♪ </div>
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When we're born one fine day </div>
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There's fifty relatives all around </div>
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Who only speak to you in Japanese </div>
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And break all your toys </div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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How we would be happy on earth </div>
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Without all these relatives! </div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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What joy there would be if there were </div>
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Nothing but children! </div>
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On the television Papa likes the politics,</div>
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Mama the soaps,</div>
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(Inaudible)<br />
When she plugs in football!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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How we would be happy on earth </div>
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Without all these relatives! </div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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What joy there would be if there were </div>
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Nothing but children! </div>
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We're fighting or we're laughing </div>
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It's our way of loving each other </div>
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But if there's trouble</div>
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Everyone bands together </div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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They amuse me so much </div>
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And I love the madness!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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Oh la la la what a family!</div>
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And it's what I want to keep </div>
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For the rest of my life! </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-16634383329308910762013-04-25T18:46:00.000-07:002018-06-12T22:33:32.075-07:00Translation of ''Nounours'' by France Gall<br />
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Nounours by France Gall</div>
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Teddy, my lovely teddy </div>
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The confidant </div>
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Of my childish heart </div>
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Teddy, this evening I was expecting </div>
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Him to come get me, </div>
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He forgot me</div>
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Teddy, you seem surprised </div>
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To see me crying </div>
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You mustn't scold me, </div>
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Don't sulk, </div>
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Don't be so stupid, </div>
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Stupid, stupid, stupid </div>
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Come console me </div>
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Teddy, my lovely teddy </div>
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Everything is sorted </div>
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Everything has changed </div>
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Teddy, this boy that I love </div>
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Promised that he loves me </div>
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He kissed me </div>
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And even, I can confess to you, </div>
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He wants to marry me </div>
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In a few years </div>
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If you're good</div>
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Very, very, very, very good </div>
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I'll take you along</div>
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On this great journey </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-89781367167406177822013-04-24T18:46:00.003-07:002017-12-17T22:51:42.242-08:00Translation of ''Dis à Ton Capitaine'' by France Gall<br />
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Dis à Ton Capitaine by France Gall</div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I love you </div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I'm bored without you</div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I love you </div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I need you </div>
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Next summer for vacation </div>
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From July 10th to the end of August </div>
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I promised Aunt Hortense </div>
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Who invited us to the LaVandou</div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That he understands </div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That he'll do this for me</div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I love you </div>
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“But you know, just between us, that </div>
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He doesn't have good taste”</div>
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You have jacket that is shabby</div>
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Your pants are poorly cut </div>
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And your appalling shoes </div>
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Bother me too much for dancing </div>
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It pains me </div>
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Because I love you </div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I'm very angry </div>
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Tell your captain</div>
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That I love you </div>
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That I'm so troubled </div>
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Being so far away from you </div>
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It's just been four weeks</div>
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It's felt like an eternity </div>
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Oh, yes I'm waiting for you to return</div>
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To cover me in kisses </div>
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And if we're lucky </div>
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He'll understand</div>
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In advance, to your captain,</div>
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Tell him thank you for me </div>
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And if we're lucky </div>
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He'll understand </div>
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Give your captain </div>
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A big kiss for me</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-31682696542171309092013-04-24T18:44:00.002-07:002018-06-12T22:35:18.945-07:00Translation of ''Mon Bateau De Nuit'' by France Gall<br />
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Mon Bateau De Nuit by France Gall</div>
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When my night boat </div>
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Just leaves the port</div>
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Softly, I fall asleep </div>
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And suddenly I've set off </div>
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To distant lands </div>
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Which I revisit in the morning</div>
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I've visited </div>
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Polynesia </div>
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And the Milky Way</div>
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I've seen some Sioux </div>
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And Papuans </div>
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When my night boat </div>
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Just leaves the port</div>
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Softly, I fall asleep </div>
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There's only one problem</div>
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As far as I dream </div>
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You're everywhere</div>
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With pretty girls</div>
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Dancing in your arms</div>
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In every place </div>
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At every step </div>
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You're there </div>
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And my night boat </div>
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No longer leaves the port </div>
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It's too painful </div>
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To sleep </div>
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So I'm begging you </div>
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Set sail along with me </div>
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In my night boat</div>
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In my boat for life </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-23835024885483493392013-04-22T10:29:00.000-07:002018-06-12T22:36:55.169-07:00Translation of ''Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son'' by France Gall<br />
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Song: Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son</div>
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Artist: France Gall</div>
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I am a doll of wax</div>
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A doll of sound*</div>
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My heart is etched in my songs </div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound </div>
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Am I better, am I worse </div>
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Than a mannequin </div>
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I just see the good, sweet life**</div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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My disks are a mirror </div>
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In which every person can see me </div>
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I am everywhere at once </div>
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Shattered in a thousand splinters of voice </div>
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Around me I hear laughter </div>
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The rag dolls </div>
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Who dance to my songs </div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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They let themselves be seduced </div>
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For a yes, for a name***</div>
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Love isn't what's in the songs </div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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Only sometimes I sigh </div>
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I tell myself what good </div>
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Is singing without love, without reason, </div>
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Without even knowing boys </div>
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I am only a doll of wax</div>
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A doll of sound </div>
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Under the sunshine of my blond hair </div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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But one day I will live out my songs </div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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Without being afraid of the warmth of boys</div>
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Doll of wax, doll of sound</div>
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*This phrase could also literally mean a doll of sawdust, which is an early form of ragdoll commonly made for children. It can also be thought of to mean “singing doll”.<br />
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***”Pour un oui, pour un non” (which sounds like the lyrics, "pour un oui, pour un nom") literally means “for a yes, for a no”, and indicates a question or action that someone doesn't really think or care about. So the lyrics are intended to reflect that these girls are seduced by an acceptance, or simply a name of someone, without thinking. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4581610545385839340.post-77340204681174472802013-04-21T14:23:00.000-07:002017-12-17T22:50:31.424-08:00Translation of ''J'ai Retrouvé Mon Chien'' by France Gall<br />
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When I saw at home </div>
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The empty doghouse </div>
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I shouted everywhere </div>
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"Where is my doggy"</div>
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My parents told me:</div>
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“Your little poodle,</div>
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My poor dear,</div>
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He ran away”</div>
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Oh good Saint Anthony </div>
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Find my dog!<br />
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His name is Charlemagne</div>
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And he has a green collar </div>
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He loves the countryside</div>
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He hates cocker spaniels </div>
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His snout is all black </div>
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And his eyes are chocolate </div>
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He doesn't bark a lot </div>
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And he's afraid of large cats </div>
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Please</div>
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Saint Anthony </div>
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Find my dog!<br />
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I ran everywhere </div>
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Knocked on doors </div>
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Asked everywhere </div>
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“Where is my doggy?”</div>
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But when I returned home </div>
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In front of my door </div>
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He was waiting for me </div>
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Shivering from the cold </div>
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Thank you Saint Anthony </div>
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I found my dog!<br />
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Seeing from his escapade </div>
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He was covered in mud and dirt </div>
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I said to myself “Oh good grief, </div>
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Good grief what can you do.”</div>
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I took him in my arms </div>
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He looked at me with such happiness in his eyes </div>
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And his eyes seemed to say:</div>
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“Please forgive me”</div>
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Thank you so much Saint Anthony </div>
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For bringing my dog back </div>
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Thanks to you, Saint Anthony </div>
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I found my friend </div>
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Thank you so much Saint Anthony </div>
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For bringing my dog back </div>
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