Paroles et traduction Renaud - Adieu ch'terril d'rimbert

Adieu ch'terril d'rimbert

T'étos là comme einne montagne bien à plache
Té faisos partie ed'nou paysache
Qui d'nou pères i aurot pinsé que ch'terril
Par un bieau jour i strot évanoui
Bin mes pauves gins i faudra bien s'y faire
Y'a disparu min viux terril d'Rimbert

Bin mes pauves gins i faudra bien s'y faire
Y'a disparu min viux terril d'Rimbert
Quand j'étos gosse ej' grimpos sur tin dos
Si y avot pas d'garte vite in s'faufilot
Parmi chés rals chés aiguillaches chés bos
Et tout l'fourbi qui traînot sus ch'carreau
Et in grimpot tout in haut dins l'poussière
Y'a disparu min viux terril d'Rimbert

Et in grimpot tout in haut dins l'poussière
Y'a disparu min viux terril d'Rimbert
T'étos un témoin d'l'ouvrache ed' nou pères
Qui ont ouvré tout leu vie ed'sous l'terre
Pour t'construire y a fallu plus d 'cent vingt ans
Et ravise in n'parle plus d'ti in rien d'temps
T'es parti rogné par chés bull-dozers
J 'te dis adieu min viux terril d'Rimbert

J'restos juste in face quand j'n'étos qu'un jonne
L'ravisos monter déchint' el'crinquonne
Chés berlines s'croisottent toudis à l'même plache
Et tout l'journée faire leu remue-ménache
Pour aller baller in haut l'mécante terre
Et dire qu'i est parti min terril d'Rimbert

Pour aller baller in haut l'mécante terre
Et dire qu'i est parti min terril d'Rimbert
J'souris quand même parce que j'pinse à quitte cosse
Tous chés gins qui s'sont fait mourir à l'fosse
In' s' doutottent pas in armontant ch' carbon
Que l'terre servirot à leu tits garchons
I n' in frottent einne tête nou arrières grands 'pères
Ed'vir qu'i n'existe pus ch'terril d'Rimbert

I n'in frottent einne tête nou arrières grands'pères
Ed'vir qu'i n'existe pus ch'terril d'Rimbert

Tetos un temoin d'l'ouvrache ed'sous l'terre
Pour t'construire y a fallu plus d 'cent vigtans
Et ravise in n'parle plus d'ti in rien d'temps
T'es parti rogne par ches bull dozers
J'te dis adieu min viux terril d'rimbert

Chés éfants et pitits éfants d'mineurs
I veul'nt du schiste dins n'allées d'leu demeure
Quand i partent in vacances sur l'autoroute
Je n'cros pas qui n'a bien gramint qui s'doutent
Que l'montagne aile est sous chés reulles à terre
Ch'est là qu't'es parti min terril d'Rimbert
Que l'montagne aile est sous chés reulles à terre
Ch'est là qu't'es parti min terril d'Rimbert

Tetos un temoin d'l'ouvrache ed'sous l'terre
Pour t'construire y a fallu plus d 'cent vigtans
Et ravise in n'parle plus d'ti in rien d'temps
T'es parti rogne par ches bull dozers
J'te dis adieu min viux terril d'rimbert

Farewell, Rimbert Spoil Heap

You stood there like a mountain, firm and steady,
A part of our familiar landscape.
Who among our fathers would have thought, dear spoil heap,
That one day you would simply vanish?
Well, my poor girl, we'll just have to get used to it,
The old Rimbert spoil heap is gone.

Well, my poor girl, we'll just have to get used to it,
The old Rimbert spoil heap is gone.
When I was a kid, I used to climb your slopes,
If you weren't careful, you'd quickly get lost
Among the rails, the needles, the timbers,
And all the junk lying around on the ground.
And we'd climb high up in the dust,
The old Rimbert spoil heap is gone.

And we'd climb high up in the dust,
The old Rimbert spoil heap is gone.
You were a witness to the work of our fathers,
Who toiled their whole lives underground.
It took over a hundred and twenty years to build you,
And suddenly, you're gone in no time at all.
You've been torn down by the bulldozers,
Farewell, my old Rimbert spoil heap.

I lived right across from you when I was young,
I remember the little train going up and down your slopes.
The wagons always crossed at the same spot,
And all day long they'd bustle about,
Taking the black earth up to the top.
And to think, my Rimbert spoil heap is gone.

Taking the black earth up to the top.
And to think, my Rimbert spoil heap is gone.
I still smile, though, because I think of one thing,
All the people who died in the mine.
They never imagined, as they brought up the coal,
That the earth would be used by their little boys.
Our great-grandfathers would rub their eyes in disbelief,
To see that the Rimbert spoil heap is no more.

Our great-grandfathers would rub their eyes in disbelief,
To see that the Rimbert spoil heap is no more.

You were a witness to the work underground,
It took over a hundred and twenty years to build you,
And suddenly, you're gone in no time at all.
You've been torn down by the bulldozers,
Farewell, my old Rimbert spoil heap.

The children and grandchildren of miners,
They want shale in the driveways of their homes.
When they go on vacation on the highway,
I don't think many of them realize
That the mountain they're on is under their wheels,
That's where you went, my Rimbert spoil heap.
That the mountain they're on is under their wheels,
That's where you went, my Rimbert spoil heap.

You were a witness to the work underground,
It took over a hundred and twenty years to build you,
And suddenly, you're gone in no time at all.
You've been torn down by the bulldozers,
Farewell, my old Rimbert spoil heap.