Lyrics and translation The Pogues - The Auld Triangle - 2013 Mix

The Auld Triangle - 2013 Mix

A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And that Auld triangle went "Jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh, to start the morning, the warden bawling
Get up out of bed, you, and clean out your cell
And that Auld triangle went "Jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh, the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping
As he lay weeping for his girl, Sal
And that Auld triangle went "Jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming
And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall
And that Auld triangle went "Jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Oh, the wind was sighing, and the day was dying
As the lag lay crying in his prison cell
And that Auld triangle went "Jingle, bloody jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

In the women's prison, there are seventy women
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell
And that Auld triangle can go "Jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal

Le Vieux Triangle - Mix 2013

Une sensation de faim me gagnait
Et les souris piaillaient dans ma cellule de prison
Et ce vieux triangle allait "Jingle, jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal

Oh, pour commencer la matinée, le gardien hurlait
Lève-toi du lit, toi, et nettoie ta cellule
Et ce vieux triangle allait "Jingle, jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal

Oh, le garde regardait et le prisonnier dormait
Alors qu'il pleurait pour sa fille, Sal
Et ce vieux triangle allait "Jingle, jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal

Un beau soir de printemps, le prisonnier rêvait
Et les mouettes tournoyaient haut au-dessus du mur
Et ce vieux triangle allait "Jingle, jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal

Oh, le vent soupirait, et le jour mourait
Alors que le prisonnier pleurait dans sa cellule
Et ce vieux triangle allait "Jingle, putain de jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal

Dans la prison pour femmes, il y a soixante-dix femmes
Et j'aimerais que ce soit avec elles que j'habite
Et ce vieux triangle peut aller "Jingle, jangle"
Tout le long des berges du canal royal