Paroles et traduction Axel Bauer - L'homme qui rit

L'homme qui rit

J'ai envie de jeter une bombe
Sur ces nuées de corbeaux sauvages
Qui viennent vendre le mal au monde
Comme des vautours de passage
Mais comment faire? Comment faire?
Et comment dire? Comment dire?
On peut savoir sans voir souffrir
Mais comment faire? Comment faire?
Comment dire? Comment dire?
Se réchauffer par un sourire
Je déroule un tapis rouge au fou du roi
Qui doit amuser sa cour
Et presse la mort entre ses doigts
Juste un homme qui rit
Le mal a blanchi trop de nuits
Juste un homme qui rit
Son rire doit percer comme un cri
Juste un homme qui rit...

Et si on arrêtait nos priéres
Si on se peignait les visages
Pouvoir reinventer la terre
Donnez aux guerres une autre image
Uuuuuuh! Mais comment faire? Comment faire?
Et comment dire? Comment dire?
Hurler de rire sans en rougir
Mais comment faire? Comment faire?
Et comment dire? Comment dire?
Quitte à mourir mourir de rire
Je déroule un tapis rouge au fou du roi
Qui doit amuser sa cour
Et presse la mort entre ses doigts
Juste un homme qui rit ...

The Man Who Laughs

I feel like throwing a bomb
On these clouds of wild ravens
Who come to sell evil to the world
Like passing vultures
But how can I do it? How can I do it?
And how can I say it? How can I say it?
We can know without seeing suffering
But how can I do it? How can I do it?
How can I say it? How can I say it?
To warm up with a smile
I roll out a red carpet to the king's fool
Who must amuse his court
And presses death between his fingers
Just a man who laughs
Evil has whitened too many nights
Just a man who laughs
His laughter must pierce like a cry
Just a man who laughs...

And if we stopped our prayers
If we painted our faces
To be able to reinvent the earth
Give the wars another image
Uuuuuuh! But how can I do it? How can I do it?
And how can I say it? How can I say it?
To roar with laughter without blushing
But how can I do it? How can I do it?
And how can I say it? How can I say it?
If I have to die, let me die laughing
I roll out a red carpet to the king's fool
Who must amuse his court
And presses death between his fingers
Just a man who laughs ...