Paroles et traduction Joe Dassin - Taka Takata (la femme du toréro)

Taka Takata (la femme du toréro)

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
J'entends mon coeur qui bat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
Au rythme de ses pas

La sangria coulait à la feria de Tolède
La fille qui dansait m'était montée à la tête
Quand un banderillo m'a dit "L'ami, reste calme
Gare au grand torero si tu regardes sa femme"

Mais elle s'avance vers moi et laisse tomber sa rose
Avec un billet qui propose un rendez-vous à l'acienda

On s'était enlacés sous l'oranger, mais la dueña
Dont c'était le métier criait vengeance aux arènes
Le matador trompé surgit de l'ombre et s'avance
Moi sur mon oranger, gercé de faire l'orange

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
J'entends mon coeur qui bat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
Au rythme de ses pas

"L'homme, tu va payer", dit-il, "Voici l'estocade
Mes picadors sont prêts et mon oeil noir te regarde"
Et c'est depuis ce jour qu'un torero me condamne
À balayer sa cour pour l'avoir faite à sa femme

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
J'entends mon coeur qui bat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
Au rythme de ses pas

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
J'entends mon coeur qui bat

Taka Takata (The Bullfighter's Wife)

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
I hear my heart beat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
To the rhythm of your steps

Sangria flowed at the Toledo feria
The girl who danced had gone to my head
When a banderillero told me, "Friend, stay calm
Beware of the great bullfighter if you look at his wife"

But she comes towards me and drops her rose
With a note that offers a rendezvous at the hacienda

We had embraced under the orange tree, but the dueña
Whose job it was cried vengeance in the arena
The deceived matador emerges from the shadows and advances
Me on my orange tree, rocked by playing the fool

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
I hear my heart beat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
To the rhythm of your steps

"Man, you will pay," he says, "Here is the estocade
My picadors are ready and my black eye watches you"
And it is since that day that a bullfighter condemns me
To sweep his courtyard for having done it with his wife

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
I hear my heart beat
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
To the rhythm of your steps

Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakatakatakata
Takatakatakataka
I hear my heart beat