Paroles et traduction Dalida - Gigi l'amoroso (Live, Prague 1977)

Gigi l'amoroso (Live, Prague 1977)

Je vais vous raconter
Avant de vous quitter
L'histoire d'un p'tit village pres de Napoli
Nous etions quatre amis
Au bal tous les samedis
A jouer, a chanter toute la nuit
Giorgio a la guitare
Sandro a la mandoline
Moi je dansais en frappant du tambourin
Mais tous ceux qui venaient
C'etait pour ecouter
Celui qui faisait battre tous les coeurs
Et quand il arrivait
La foule s'ecriait
Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
Gigi l'Amoroso
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
Mais jamais sans tendresse
Partout, c'etait la fête quand il chantait
Zaza, luna caprese o sole mio
Gigi Giuseppe
Mais tout le monde l'appelait Gigi l'Amour
Et les femmes etaient folles de lui, toutes
La femme du boulanger, qui fermait sa boutique tous les mardis pour aller...
La femme du notaire qui etait une sainte et qui n'vait jamais tromper son
Mari auparavant
Et la veuve du colonel
La veuve du colonel qui ne porta plus le deuil
Parce qu'il n'aimait pas le noir
Toutes, je vous dis
Meme moi, mais moi, Gigi aimait trop sa liberte, jusqu'au jour ou
Une riche americaine
A grands coups de je t'aime
Lui proposa d'aller jusqu'à Hollywood
Tu seras le plus beau
De tous les Caruzos
Lui disait-elle jusqu'à en perdre haleine
Nous voila a la gare
Avec tous nos mouchoirs
Le coeur serre, emus par ce grand depart
Pourtant on etait fier
Qu'il depasse nos frontieres
Gigi partait conquerir l'Amerique
Et quand il arriva
Le village etait là
Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
Gigi l'Amoroso
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
Mais jamais sans tendresse
Et la, devant la foule, il a chante
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio
Gigi, quand le train est disparu, nous sommes tous rentres chez nous
Et le lendemain, le village n'etait plus le meme
La femme du boulanger refusa d'allumer son four
La femme du notaire par desespoir pris plusieurs amants
Et la veuve du colonel ferma ses persiennes et reprit le deuil pour la
Seconde fois
Oui, le village avait bien change
Et moi
Les annees ont passe
Cinq hivers, cinq etes
"No news", c'etait "good news" on nous avait dit
Il a fallu du temps
Du courage et du temps
Pour arriver a continuer sans lui
Et malgre son absence
La nuit dans le silence
En pliant nos costumes et nos instruments
On entendait venir
Comme une larme un soupir
Du fond de la salle cette melodie
Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
Gigi, Gigi, c'est toi la-bas dans le noir
Attends, laisse-moi te regarder
Mais tu pleures
Tu pleures Gigi
Ca n'a pas ete la-bas, hein
Et alors, et alors qu'est ce qu'ils comprennent ces Americains a part le rock
Et le twist, hein
Ma Gigi, qu'est-ce que tu croyais, devenir comme ca Gigi l'Americano
E invece no, tu sei Giuseppe Fabrizio Luca Santini
Et tu es Nappolitain
Ecoute, Giorgio s'est mis à la guitare
Attends, Sandro est la aussi
Mais, mais tu ne peux pas t'en aller comme ca
Ici tu es chez toi
Ici tu es le roi
Tu entends, tu les entends Gigi
Ils sont tous la
Ils ont du te reconnaitre a la gare
Chante Gigi, chante, c'est ton public
Chante pour eux, chante pour moi qui n'ai jamais su te parler
Oui, vas-y, bravo Gigi, chante
Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
Gigi l'Amoroso
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
Mais jamais sans tendresse
Partout, c'etait la fête quand il chantait
Zaza, luna caprese o sole mio
Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
Gigi l'Amoroso
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
Mais jamais sans tendresse...

Gigi the Lover (Live, Prague 1977)

I'm going to tell you a story,
Before I leave you,
The story of a small village near Napoli.
We were four friends,
At the dance every Saturday,
Playing, singing all night long.
Giorgio on the guitar,
Sandro on the mandolin,
I danced while hitting the tambourine.
But everyone who came,
It was to listen,
To the one who made all hearts beat.
And when he arrived,
The crowd would shout,
He's here, Gigi the Lover!
Heartbreaker, with velvet eyes like a caress,
Gigi the Lover,
Always victorious, sometimes heartless,
But never without tenderness.
Everywhere, it was a party when he sang,
Zaza, luna caprese or sole mio.
Gigi Giuseppe,
But everyone called him Gigi the Lover.
And the women were crazy about him, all of them.
The baker's wife, who closed her shop every Tuesday to go...
The notary's wife who was a saint and had never cheated on her
Husband before.
And the colonel's widow,
The colonel's widow who no longer wore mourning,
Because he didn't like black.
Everyone, I tell you,
Even me, but me, Gigi loved his freedom too much, until the day when
A rich American woman,
With big "I love you"s,
Offered him to go to Hollywood.
You will be the most handsome,
Of all the Carusos,
She told him until she was out of breath.
Here we are at the station,
With all our handkerchiefs,
Our hearts tight, moved by this great departure.
Yet we were proud,
That he was going beyond our borders,
Gigi was going to conquer America.
And when he arrived,
The village was there,
He's here, Gigi the Lover!
Heartbreaker, with velvet eyes like a caress,
Gigi the Lover,
Always victorious, sometimes heartless,
But never without tenderness.
And there, in front of the crowd, he sang,
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio.
Gigi, when the train disappeared, we all went home.
And the next day, the village was no longer the same.
The baker's wife refused to light her oven,
The notary's wife, out of despair, took several lovers,
And the colonel's widow closed her shutters and went back into mourning for the
Second time.
Yes, the village had changed a lot.
And me,
The years have passed,
Five winters, five summers,
"No news", it was "good news" we were told.
It took time,
Courage and time,
To be able to go on without him.
And despite his absence,
At night in the silence,
Folding our costumes and instruments,
We could hear coming,
Like a tear, a sigh,
From the back of the room this melody.
Heartbreaker, with velvet eyes like a caress,
Gigi, Gigi, is that you there in the dark?
Wait, let me look at you.
But you're crying,
You're crying Gigi,
It didn't go well over there, huh?
So, so what do they understand, these Americans, besides rock
And twist, huh?
My Gigi, what did you think, becoming like this, Gigi the American?
E invece no, you are Giuseppe Fabrizio Luca Santini,
And you are Neapolitan.
Listen, Giorgio has started playing the guitar.
Wait, Sandro is there too.
But, but you can't leave like that.
Here you are at home,
Here you are the king,
You hear, you hear them Gigi?
They are all there,
They must have recognized you at the station.
Sing Gigi, sing, it's your audience,
Sing for them, sing for me who never knew how to talk to you.
Yes, go on, bravo Gigi, sing.
He's here, Gigi the Lover!
Heartbreaker, with velvet eyes like a caress,
Gigi the Lover,
Always victorious, sometimes heartless,
But never without tenderness.
Everywhere, it was a party when he sang,
Zaza, luna caprese or sole mio.
He's here, Gigi the Lover!
Heartbreaker, with velvet eyes like a caress,
Gigi the Lover,
Always victorious, sometimes heartless,
But never without tenderness...