Lady Whiskey (Live at Fairfield Halls, Croydon, 1973) - Wishbone Ash translation in French

Lady Whiskey (Live at Fairfield Halls, Croydon, 1973)

Lady Whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks.
She even hates herself sometimes.
Keep her clear, for it's Saturday night.
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when she'll do the same again.
Lady Whiskey's got a man, her man is just like her -
Tries to fit the key in the door
When he comes home Saturday night.
Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when he'll do the same again.
Lady Whiskey's got a son, got a daughter, too.
Son don't play, but the daughter's on the way
When she comes home Saturday night.
Lady Whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown.
One day drink's gonna put her down -
She won't come home Saturday night.

Lady Whiskey (Live at Fairfield Halls, Croydon, 1973)

Lady Whiskey, quelle triste vue, elle titube en marchant.
Parfois, elle se déteste même.
Garde-la à distance, c'est samedi soir.
Elle noie son chagrin, soulage sa douleur,
Attend demain, quand elle refera la même chose.
Lady Whiskey a un homme, son homme est comme elle -
Il essaie d'insérer la clé dans la porte
Quand il rentre le samedi soir.
Il noie son chagrin, soulage sa douleur,
Attend demain, quand il refera la même chose.
Lady Whiskey a un fils, une fille aussi.
Le fils ne joue pas, mais la fille est en route
Quand elle rentre le samedi soir.
Lady Whiskey, elle se sent mal quand elle va en ville.
Un jour, la boisson va la terrasser -
Elle ne rentrera pas le samedi soir.