Ding din dong - Edith Piaf Übersetzung ins Englische

Ding din dong

Quand il naquit, son p? re sa m? re,
Depuis longtemps, ne s'aimaient plus.
? A fait qu'il arriva sur terre
Un peu comme un enfant perdu.
Quand on est m? me,? a vous d? go? te
De ne jamais rire de tout son c? ur,
Alors, tr? s jeune, il prit la route
Et s'enfuit chercher le bonheur.
{Refrain:}
Ding Din Dong, chantons sa plainte.
Ding Din Dong, chantons-la donc.
Il chercha dans la solitude.
Il chercha aussi dans le bruit.
De chercher, ayant l'habitude,
Quand il le trouva, il s'enfuit.
Puis il aima, elle? tait blonde.
Elle l'aimait bien, oui mais voil?:
Elle se donnait? tout le monde.
Il la battit puis s'en alla.
{Refrain}
Il se dit: "Les blondes sont volages,
Mais les cheveux noirs c'est plus s? rieux."
Il prit un brune, promit mariage,
Pensant qu'cette fois il s'rait heureux.
Au bout de cinq? six semaines,
Elle s'ennuyait? la maison.
"Vraiment", dit-il, "je n'ai pas d'veine.
Elle a pourtant pas les ch'veux blonds."
{Refrain}
Il ne savait pas que les femmes,
? A n'aime pas l'bonheur quotidien
Et l'pauvre gar? on s'torturait l'? me:
"Mais j'l'aime... mon Dieu... Ah que j'l'aime bien."
Et, mordu par la jalousie,
Y n'savait plus que s'lamenter.
"On va m'la prendre, elle est jolie."
Alors il voulut la tuer.
{Refrain}
Mais elle? tait vraiment fid? le.
Il l'aimait tant qu'il pr? f? ra
Se faire sauter la cervelle.
Il en mourut et puis voil?.
Si cette histoire vous fait rire,
C'est que vous n'avez rien compris.
Il cherchait le bonheur, le pire
Est qu'il trouva la mort, tant pis...
Ding Din Dong, finit sa plainte...
Ding Din Dong, et Ding et Dong...

Ding din dong

When you were born, your parents,
Had long since stopped loving each other.
This is why you came into the world
Like a child who is lost.
When you are a child, it hurts you
To never laugh with all your heart,
So, very young, you took to the road
And ran away to find happiness.
{Chorus:}
Ding Din Dong, let's sing his lament.
Ding Din Dong, let's sing it together.
He searched in solitude.
He searched in noise as well.
Being used to searching,
When he found it, he ran away.
Then he loved, she was blonde.
She loved him, yes, but here it is:
She gave herself to everyone.
He beat her and then left.
{Chorus}
He said to himself: "Blondes are fickle,
But black hair is more serious."
He took a brunette, promised marriage,
Thinking that this time he would be happy.
After five or six weeks,
She got bored at home.
"Really," he said, "I have no luck.
And yet she doesn't have blonde hair."
{Chorus}
He did not know that women,
Don't like everyday happiness
And the poor boy tortured his soul:
"But I love her... my God... how I love her."
And, eaten up by jealousy,
He knew only how to lament.
"They will take her from me, she is beautiful."
So he wanted to kill her.
{Chorus}
But she was really faithful.
He loved her so much that he preferred
To blow his own brains out.
He died of it and that's the end.
If this story makes you laugh,
It is because you have not understood anything.
He was looking for happiness, the worst
Is that he found death, too bad...
Ding Din Dong, finishes his lament...
Ding Din Dong, and Ding and Dong...