Lyrics and translation Michel Delpech - Ce Lundi-Là (Version single sans intro)

Ce Lundi-Là (Version single sans intro)

Quand il est descendu pour acheter des cigarettes
Jean-Pierre savait déjà qu′il ne reviendrait plus jamais
Il a pensé encore à toute sa vie avec Michelle
Et puis il a tourné enfin le coin d'la rue
Michelle aurait voulu le voir grandir dans l′entreprise
Mais lui n'se voyait pas finir ses jours au marketing
Avec dans son café les cours de la livre sterling
Et des enfant qui lui ressembleraient de plus en plus
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là il s'en allait
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là il s′en allait
Il savait qu′à huit heures la table serait mise
A côté de son assiette il y aurait ses tranquillisants
S'il fallait toutes ces salop′ries pour arriver à s'endormir
Ce n′était pas la peine d'avoir trente ans
Et puis il verrait bien ce qu′il allait devenir
Mais il n'en pouvait plus de vivre déjà comme un vieux
Le but de sa vie n'était pas d′avoir un jour un compte en Suisse
Ce n′était pas l'argent qui lui manquait pour être heureux
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là il s′en allait
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là il s'en allait
Il revoyait encore la brasserie des "Trois dauphins"
Où ses amis l′attendraient demain de midi à deux heures
La crise entraînerait encore des conversations sans fin
Mais demain à deux heures il serait loin
Il revoyait aussi la Michelle amoureuse
Celle qui lui téléphonait trois fois par jour à son travail
C'était la vraie complicité, la vie n′était jamais sérieuse
Une de ces périodes heureuses qui ne se retrouve pas
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là il s'en allait
Voilà pourquoi ce lundi-là... il s'en allait

This Monday (Single version without intro)

When he went down to buy cigarettes
Jean-Pierre already knew he would never come back
He thought again of his whole life with Michelle
And then he finally turned the corner
Michelle would have liked to see him grow in the company
But he did not see himself ending his days in marketing
With the pound sterling rates in his coffee
And children who would look more and more like him
That's why he was leaving on this Monday
That's why he was leaving on this Monday
He knew that at eight o'clock the table would be set
Next to his plate would be his tranquilizers
If he needed all this crap to fall asleep
It was not worth being thirty
And then he would see what he was going to become
But he could no longer bear to live like an old man
The goal of his life was not to have a Swiss bank account one day
It was not money that he lacked to be happy
That's why he was leaving on this Monday
That's why he was leaving on this Monday
He could still see the "Trois dauphins" brasserie
Where his friends would wait for him tomorrow from noon to two
The crisis would still lead to endless conversations
But tomorrow at two o'clock he would be far away
He could also see the loving Michelle
The one who called him three times a day at work
It was real complicity, life was never serious
One of those happy times that you never find again
That's why he was leaving on this Monday
That's why he was leaving on this Monday...