Paroles et traduction Michel Sardou - Si J'Avais Un Frère

Si J'Avais Un Frère

Si j'avais un frère au Viêt-Nam,
Je lui parlerais de la France.
Je lui dirais que j'ai la chance
De rencontrer de jolies femmes.
Je lui écrirais ce qu'elles lisent
Et j'inventerais des prénoms
Qui lui feraient de grosses bises
Sur une carte du Panthéon.
Je lui dirais ce qu'elles me disent
Quand on a fini de s'aimer
Et je raconterais des bêtises
Sur ma façon de les quitter.
Je lui écrirais que je l'aime.
Je parlerais au féminin
Pour que ses copains et lui-même
Puissent encore croire en quelqu'un.
Je lui dirais que ceux qui l'aiment
ParIent de lui de temps en temps
Mais qu'ils l'embrasseront quand même
Quand il reviendra au printemps.
Je lui raconterais ma peine.
Elle m'a quitté le mois dernier
Et si je l'entends rire quand même,
C'est qu'il sera en bonne santé.
Si j'avais un frère au Viêt-Nam,
Je ne crierais pas dans la rue.
Je lui parlerais de sa femme.
La guerre est un malentendu.

If I Had a Brother

If I had a brother in Vietnam,
I would tell him about France.
I would tell him that I am lucky
To meet pretty women.
I would write to him what they read
And I would invent names
Who would give him big kisses
On a card from the Pantheon.
I would tell him what they tell me
When we have finished making love
And I would tell silly stories
About how I left them.
I would write to him that I love him.
I would speak in the feminine
So that his friends and himself
Could still believe in someone.
I would tell him that those who love him
Talk about him from time to time
But that they will kiss him anyway
When he returns in the spring.
I would tell him my sorrow.
She left me last month
And if I still hear her laugh,
It is because he will be in good health.
If I had a brother in Vietnam,
I would not shout in the street.
I would talk to him about his wife.
War is a misunderstanding.