Paroles et traduction Michel Sardou - Le chanteur des rues

Le chanteur des rues

Dans les chansons d'avant guerre
Celles de nos chanteurs des rues
Il fallait faire pleurer la France enti? re
Raconter des histoires v? cues
H? ros d'la classe ouvri? re
De Jean Jaur? s? Duclos
La mode? tait aux sanglots populaires
Plus tristes encore que les journaux
C'? tait toujours une pauvrette
Qu'avait pas d'papa d'maman
Qu'un bourgeois s? duisait? la sauvette
Et plaquait immanquablement
Elle se retrouvait fille-m? re
Et comme de bien entendu
Pour? chapper? sa triste mis? re
Elle allait se vendre? la rue
C'? taient de longs m? lodrames
Qui finissaient crescendo
L'homme? puis? le soir battait sa femme
Et buvait sa paye au bistrot
Chansons r? volutionnaires
Pav? s d'la rue Damr? mont
Le temps des c'rises sur un vieux limonaire
Sauver sa Patrie sa Nation
Chanson des anniversaires
Un p'tit air d'accord? on
Pour faire guincher les Milou les Prosp? re
Dans un bougnat bois et charbon
Toutes les chansons populaires
Celles de nos chanteurs des rues
S'en sont all? s rejoindre? leur mani? re
Les brumes comme de bien entendu
H? ros d'la classe ouvri? re
De Jean Jaur? s? Duclos
Qui chaviraient le coeur de ma grand-m? re
Joinville n'est plus au bord de l'eau

The Street Singer

In pre-war songs
Those of our street singers
You had to make the whole of France cry
Tell true stories
Heroes of the working class
From Jean Jaurès to Duclos
The fashion was for popular sobs
Even sadder than the newspapers
It was always a poor girl
Who had no father or mother
That a bourgeois had seduced on the sly
And inevitably left pregnant
She found herself an unwed mother
And as one would expect
To escape her sad misery
She would go and sell herself on the streets
They were long melodramas
Which ended in crescendo
The man then later beat his wife
And drank his pay at the tavern
Revolutionary songs
Paving stones of rue Damrémont
The time of the crises on an old street organ
Saving your Fatherland, your Nation
Anniversary song
A little ditty in A major
To make Milou and Prosper dance
In a coal and wood tavern
All the popular songs
Those of our street singers
Have gone to join, in their own way
The fogs, as one would expect
Heroes of the working class
From Jean Jaurès to Duclos
Who would turn my grandmother's heart
Joinville is no longer on the waterfront