Lyrics and translation Chris de Burgh - All Along the Watchtower

All Along the Watchtower

"There must be some way out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief,
Businessmen, they drink my wine, ploughmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth;"

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us now,
Who feel that life is but a joke,
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late;"

All along the Watchtower, Princes kept the view,
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants too,
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl;

"There must be some way out of here,"
"There must be some way out of here..."

All Along the Watchtower

"Il doit y avoir un moyen de sortir d'ici,"
A dit le joker au voleur,
"Il y a trop de confusion, je ne peux pas obtenir de soulagement,
Les hommes d'affaires, ils boivent mon vin, les laboureurs creusent ma terre,
Aucun d'eux tout au long de la ligne ne sait ce que tout cela vaut;"

"Aucune raison d'être excité," le voleur, il a parlé gentiment,
"Il y a beaucoup d'entre nous maintenant,
Qui pensent que la vie n'est qu'une blague,
Mais toi et moi, nous avons traversé cela, et ce n'est pas notre destin,
Alors ne parlons pas faussement maintenant, l'heure se fait tardive;"

Tout le long de la tour de guet, les princes gardaient la vue,
Alors que toutes les femmes allaient et venaient, les servantes pieds nus aussi,
Dehors au loin, un chat sauvage a grogné,
Deux cavaliers approchaient, le vent s'est mis à hurler ;

"Il doit y avoir un moyen de sortir d'ici,"
"Il doit y avoir un moyen de sortir d'ici..."