Paroles et traduction Christian Delagrange - La maîtresse d'école

La maîtresse d'école

Se souvenir de ses projets d′enfant
De son impatience pour cette vie qui attend
Voulant l'aimer, la goûter, être heureux
La partager à deux
"Être un grand homme, c′est très facile"
Se vantait mon esprit d'enfant
Traçant par cœur son avenir
Et pourtant
Comment pouvoir imaginer
Que, dans ma classe et sur ce banc
La petite fille que j'attendais
C′était toi qui rêvais?
Qu′un jour aussi, tu pourrais t'éveiller
Dans une vie, la cueillir, l′effeuiller
Et posséder à ton tour une vraie poupée
Qui parle et marche, un bébé
"Je serai fée, je serai belle"
S'écriait ton esprit d′enfant
Avec candeur et naturel
Et pourtant
Comment pouvoir imaginer
Que, dans ta classe et sur ce banc
Le garçon que tu attendais
C'était moi qui songeais?
Comment pouvoir imaginer
Qu′abritant nos rêves d'enfants
Notre vieille classe enfanterait
Nos plus belles années?
Comment pouvoir imaginer
Qu'aujourd′hui, devenus amants
Ces deux enfants que nous étions
Se prendraient à l′aimer?
Comment pouvoir imaginer
Qu'abritant nos rêves d′enfants
Notre vieille classe enfanterait
Nos plus belles années?

The Schoolmistress

Remembering her childhood dreams
Her impatience for the life waiting
Wanting to love her, to taste happiness
Sharing it as a couple
"Being a great man is very easy"
My child's mind boasted
Planning his future
And yet
How could I have imagined
That in my classroom and on this bench
The little girl I was waiting for
Was you who was dreaming?
That one day, you too, would awake
In a life, to pluck it, to strip it
And in turn possess a real doll
Who talks and walks, a baby
"I will be a fairy, I will be beautiful"
Your child's mind proclaimed
With candor and ease
And yet
How could I have imagined
That in your classroom and on this bench
The boy you were waiting for
Was me who was musing?
How could I have imagined
That by housing our childhood dreams
Our old classroom would give birth
Our most beautiful years?
How could I have imagined
That today, having become lovers
These two children that we were
Would come to love her?
How could I have imagined
That by housing our childhood dreams
Our old classroom would give birth
Our most beautiful years?