Paroles et traduction Nana Mouskouri - Je n'oublie pas

Je n'oublie pas

Hankei hachijuugo senchi ga kono te no todoku kyori
Ima kara furimawashimasu node hanarete ite kudasai
Tada mawaru koto ga tanoshikatta kono mama de itakatta
Tada mawaru koto wo tsuzuketeitara tomarikata wo wasurete ita
Mawari no nakamatachi ga jibun yori umaku mawareru no wo
Shikata nai to hitokoto tsubuyaite akirameta furi wo shite ita
Hankei nihyaku-gojuu senchi wa kono te no todoku kyori
Ima kara ugokimawarimasu node hanarete ite kudasai
Karamawaru koto mo tanoshikatta kono mama de itakatta
Karamawaru kono wo tsuzuketeitara mukuwareru to shinjite ita
Mawari no nakamatachi wa jibun yori takaku mawareru kara
Shita kara nagameru no wa kuni ga itai to suneta furi wo shite ita
Hankei gosen-nihyaku senchi wa kono te no todoku kyori
Ima kara tobimawarimasu node hanarete ite kudasai
Dou deshou? mukashi no jibun ga mitara homete kureru kana
Me wa mawari jiku mo bureteru kedo
Nijuusan ten yon-do katamaite nagameta machinami wa
Itsu no manika mita koto no nai iro ni somatte ita
Hankei rokusen-sanbyaku kiro wa kono te no todoku kyori
Ima nara dekiru ki ga shimasu node hanarete ite kudasai
Hankei hachijuugo senchi ga kono te no todoku kyori
Itsu no hi ka mawaritsukareta toki wa soba ni ite kudasai

I Can't Forget

Eighty-five centimeters the reach of this hand
Now that I will wave please stand back
Just twirling was fun and I remained as I was
If I had continued spinning, I would have forgotten to stop
That my comrades were better than me at spinning
I pretended to resign, muttering "It can't be helped."
Two hundred and fifty centimeters the reach of this hand
Now that I will be moving about, please stand back
Spinning in vain was fun and I remained as I was
I believed that if I continued spinning in vain, I would be rewarded
Because my comrades spun higher than me
I sulked, pretending that it hurt my pride to look up from below
Five thousand two hundred centimeters the reach of this hand
Now that I will leap and twirl, please stand back
How is it? Would my former self praise me?
My eyes are spinning and my axis wobbles
But the cityscape I see as I tilt twenty-three degrees and forty times
Has subtly taken on colors I've never seen before
Sixty-three thousand kilometers the reach of this hand
Feel like I can do it now, so please stand back
Eighty-five centimeters the reach of this hand
So when that day comes that I tire of spinning, be there by my side