Paroles et traduction Dalida - Tico Tico

Tico Tico

Tico Tico par ci
Tico Tico par là
Dans tout Séville on n'entend plus que ce nom-là
Il passe par ici
Il va passer par là
Comme il est beau dans son costume de gala
Coiffé d'un sombrero
Les cuisses bien à plat
Sur son cheval il se promène à petits pas
Et sa moustache en crocs
Lustrée de gomina
Il fait rêver tous les jupons de l'Alhambra
On dit tout bas que son grand-père était corsaire
Qu'il faisait la traite des noirs à Buenos Aires
Et patati et patata dans la maison qu'il habita
Tout le gratin de l'Alcalá y défila
Tico Tico devenu unique légataire
De son magot, de son cheval et de ses terres
Il peut garder devant chacun son sombrero
C'est un vrai cabaleiro, Tico Tico
Tico Tico par ci
Tico Tico par là
Dans tout Séville on n'entend plus que ce nom-là
Il passe par ici
Il va passer par là
Comme il est beau dans son costume de gala
Coiffé d'un sombrero
Les cuisses bien à plat
Sur son cheval il se promène à petits pas
Et sa moustache en crocs
Lustrée de gomina
Il fait rêver tous les jupons de l'Alhambra
On dit tout bas que son grand-père était corsaire
Qu'il faisait la traite des noirs à Buenos Aires
Et patati et patata dans la maison qu'il habita
Tout le gratin de l'Alcalá y défila
Tico Tico devenu unique légataire
De son magot, de son cheval et de ses terres
Il peut garder devant chacun son sombrero
C'est un vrai cabaleiro, Tico Tico
Tico Tico par ci
Tico Tico par là
Dans tout Séville on n'entend plus que ce nom-là
Il passe par ici
Il va passer par là
Comme il est beau dans son costume de gala
Coiffé d'un sombrero
Les cuisses bien à plat
Sur son cheval il se promène à petits pas
Et sa moustache en crocs
Lustrée de gomina
Il fait rêver tous les jupons de l'Alhambra

Tico Tico

Tico Tico darling, here
Tico Tico darling, there
Throughout Seville you'll hear only his name
He passes this way,
He's going that way
How handsome he is in his formal wear
Wearing a sombrero
His thighs pressed flat
On his horse, he takes his time on his little strolls
And his mustache in curls
Slicked with pomade
He makes all the girls in the Alhambra dream
They whisper that his grandfather was a pirate
That he traded slaves in Buenos Aires
And patati and patata in the house he inhabited
All the elite of the Alcalá came and went
Tico Tico became the sole heir
To his loot, his horse, and his land
He can keep his hat on in front of anyone
He's a true caballero, Tico Tico
Tico Tico darling, here
Tico Tico darling, there
Throughout Seville you'll hear only his name
He passes this way,
He's going that way
How handsome he is in his formal wear
Wearing a sombrero
His thighs pressed flat
On his horse, he takes his time on his little strolls
And his mustache in curls
Slicked with pomade
He makes all the girls in the Alhambra dream
They whisper that his grandfather was a pirate
That he traded slaves in Buenos Aires
And patati and patata in the house he inhabited
All the elite of the Alcalá came and went
Tico Tico became the sole heir
To his loot, his horse, and his land
He can keep his hat on in front of anyone
He's a true caballero, Tico Tico
Tico Tico darling, here
Tico Tico darling, there
Throughout Seville you'll hear only his name
He passes this way,
He's going that way
How handsome he is in his formal wear
Wearing a sombrero
His thighs pressed flat
On his horse, he takes his time on his little strolls
And his mustache in curls
Slicked with pomade
He makes all the girls in the Alhambra dream