Paroles et traduction Christophe Maé - Les gens

Les gens

Y′a des gens du voyage, y'a des gens qui voyagent
Des gens qui restent et des gens de passage
Y′a des gens qui planent et ceux qui touchent le fond
Des gens qui dorment et des Jean d'Ormesson
Y'a des gens divers et y′a des divergents
Des gens qui espèrent et des gens d′Abidjan
Y'a des gens du Nord, des gens du Sud
Des vies douces et des vies rudes
Et y′a des gens heureux
Des vies tristes qui dorment dehors
Et y'a des gens heureux
Et d′autres qui brassent de l'or
Y′a des gens de la haute et y'a des gens d'en bas
Y′a des gentils, des gendarmes, des junkies et des scarlas
Des gens qui pleurent, des gens qui rient
Des Teddy Riner et des Carla Bruni
Y′a des Jean Valjean qui mangent leur peine
Oui des vrais gens qui font de la peine
Des gens qui s'aiment et qui s′assemblent
Des gens différents qui nous ressemblent
Et y'a des gens heureux
Des vies tristes qui dorment dehors
Et y′a des gens heureux
Et d'autres qui brassent de l′or
Y'a des gens de la nuit, y'a des gens du matin
Des gens qui s′ennuient, des agents de mannequins
Y′a des gens qui saoulent et des gens soulageants
Des gens qui rêvent la vie des autres gens
Y'a des gens changeants et y′a des gens stables
Des affligeants et des remarquables
Des gens de l'Est, des gens à l′ouest
Des gens qui vont, d'autres qui restent
Et y′a des gens heureux
Des vies tristes qui dorment dehors
Et y'a des gens heureux
Et d'autres qui brassent de l′or
Et y′a des indignés, des indigents
Des déjantés, des commerçants
Y'a des gens simples, des gens seuls
Des gens chanceux et des gens humbles
Y′a des amants, des dirigeants
Des gens qui en bavent et des braves gens
Y'a des gens gays et des sergents
Et dans tout ça, et dans tout ça
Nous deux

People

Some people are drifters, some are travelers
Some people stay and some are passersby
Some people are dreamers and some hit rock bottom
Some sleep and some are Jean d'Ormessons
There are diverse people and there are divergents
Some people hope and some are from Abidjan
There are people from the north, people from the south
Lives sweet and lives rough
And there are happy people
Sad lives that sleep outside
And there are happy people
And others who make gold
There are people from above and there are people from below
There are the kind, the gendarmes, the junkies and the scarlet women
People who cry, people who laugh
Teddy Riner and Carla Bruni
There are Jean Valjeans who suffer their punishment
Yes, real people who cause pain
People who love each other and gather together
Different people who are like us
And there are happy people
Sad lives that sleep outside
And there are happy people
And others who make gold
There are people of the night, there are people of the morning
People who get bored, mannequin agents
There are people who get drunk and people who help
People who dream of the lives of others
There are people who change and there are people who are stable
Some distressing and some remarkable
People from the East, people from the West
Some people go, others stay
And there are happy people
Sad lives that sleep outside
And there are happy people
And others who make gold
And there are the indignant, the destitute
The crazy, the businessmen
There are simple people, lonely people
Lucky people and humble people
There are lovers, leaders
People who struggle and brave people
There are gays and sergeants
And through it all, through it all
The two of us