Paroles et traduction Sacha Distel - La petite puce

La petite puce

Sur la banquette de l'autobus
Se baladait une petite puce
Lorsque soudain vint s'asseoir sur elle
Un gros monsieur en bretelles
Elle se dit dans sa petite tête de petite puce
Quel est donc cet olibrius
Je m'en vais lui démontrer comment
Une petite puce se défend
En lui piquant son séant

Pendant ce temps-là
Le monsieur qui lisait
Se dit: Mais qu'est... mais qu'est-ce que j'ai?
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai dans le dos
Qu'est-ce qui me pique le dos
Qu'est-ce qui me pique le dos, le bas du dos?

Sur la banquette de l'autobus
Se régalait la petite puce
En regardant gigoter le gars
Qui malgré tout n'osait pas
Se gratter à cet endroit

En le voyant gesticuler comme ça
Les gens disaient mais qu'est-ce qu'il a?
Mais qu'est-ce qu'il a comme ça
A gigoter comme ça?
Il doit avoir une puce... ou deux... ou trois!

Et tous les gens firent chorus
En chuchotant: "Il a des puces!"
Et se croyant débordés déjà
Tout le monde se gratta
Et tout le monde se tortilla!

Ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!

Sur la banquette de l'autobus
Se pavana la petite puce
Quand le receveur annonça aux gens
Qui descendirent en courant
Ici la station Picpus!
Ici la station Picpus!
Tout le monde descend, terminus!

The Little Flea

On the seat of the bus
A little flea was hopping
When suddenly there sat on her
A fat man in suspenders
She thought to herself in her little flea mind
Who is this big oaf?
I'll show him how
A little flea fights back
By biting his backside

Meanwhile,
The man who was reading
Said to himself: But what... but what is this?
But what is this on my back?
What's biting my back?
What's biting my back, my lower back?

On the seat of the bus
The little flea was having a feast
As she watched the man squirm
Who still didn't dare
To scratch that spot

As they watched him fidget like that
The people said, but what's the matter with him?
But what's the matter with him like that?
To fidget like that?
He must have a flea... or two... or three!

And all the people joined in
Whispering: "He's got fleas!"
And thinking themselves already overwhelmed
Everyone scratched themselves
And everyone wriggled!

Ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!

On the seat of the bus
The little flea strutted
When the conductor announced to the people
Who got off running
Here is the Picpus station!
Here is the Picpus station!
Everybody get off, terminus!