Paroles et traduction Gilbert Bécaud - Liberacao

Liberacao

Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Fini le temps de la prison.
J′ai fait dix ans dans la maison.
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Ils m'ont rendu mon pardessus
Et merde et salut.
Je ne savais plus marcher
Sans avoir devant moi un mur pour m′arrêter comme ça.
Ce soir, je peux danser... danser comm' ça.
Je ne savais plus parler.
J'avais trop murmuré, trop longtemps chuchoté comme ça.
Ce soir je peux chanter... chanter comm′ ça.
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Comme on chantait dans ma prison...
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Ma ville est là, me tend les bras.
On s′reconnaîtra.
Je suis pauvre et mal rasé,
Mais je vais m'bichonner, je vais me pomponner... comme ça,
Et puis j′irai aimer... aimer comm ' ça.
Tu me fais peur, liberté.
J′ai la gorge serrée et les gens me regardent... comme ça...
Ils ne comprennent pas... n'comprennent pas.
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Pleurer de joie, bon Dieu, qu′ c'est bon!
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Me v'là un homme comm′ tous les hommes
De la créaçao.
Liberaçao, liberaçao...
{Ad libitum}

Release

Release
Release
The time is over in prison.
I've done ten years in the house.
Release
Release
They gave me back my coat
And fuck it and goodbye.
I didn't know how to walk anymore
Without a wall in front of me to stop me like that.
Tonight, I can dance... dance like that.
I didn't know how to talk anymore.
I had whispered too much, whispered too long like that.
Tonight, I can sing... sing like that.
Release
Release
Like we used to sing in my prison...
Release
Release
My city is there, reaching out to me.
We'll recognize each other.
I'm poor and badly shaved,
But I'll get myself together, I'll spruce myself up...like that,
And then I'll go love... love like that.
You scare me, freedom.
My throat is tight and people look at me... like that...
They don't understand... don't understand.
Release
Release
Crying with joy, my God, it's so good!
Release
Release
Here I am, a man like all men,
Of creation.
Release, release...
{Ad libitum}