Paroles et traduction Vincent Delerm - C'était bien

C'était bien

C'é-tait tout juste a-près la guerr'
Dans un p'tit bal qu'a-vait souf-fert
Sur u-ne pis-te de mi-sère
Y'en a-vait deux à dé-cou-vert
Par-mi les gra-vas ils dan-saient
Dans ce p'tit bal qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait

Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus
Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-veins
C'est de ces a-mou-reux
Qui ne re-gar-daient rien au-tour d'eux
Y'a-vait tant d'in-sou-cian-ce
Dans leurs ges-tes é-mus
A-lors quelle im-por-tan-ce
Le nom du bal per-du
Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus
Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-viens
C'est qu'ils é-taient heu-reux
Les yeux au fond des yeux
Et c'é-tait bien
Et c'é-tait bien

Tou-jours sans se quit-ter des yeux
Ils fai-saient la mê-me pri-ère
D'ê-tre tou-jours tou-jours heu-reux
Par-mi les gra-vas ils sou-riaient
Dans ce p'tit bal s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait

Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus

Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-veins
C'est de ces a-mou-reux
Qui ne re-gar-daient rien au-tour d'eux
Y'a-vait tant d'in-sou-cian-ce
Dans leurs ges-tes é-mus
A-lors quelle im-por-tan-ce
Le nom du bal per-du
Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus
Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-viens
C'est qu'ils é-taient heu-reux
Les yeux au fond des yeux
Et c'é-tait bien
Et c'é-tait bien

Et puis quand l'ac-cor-dé-o-niste
S'est ar-rê-té ils sont par-tis
Le soir tom-bait des-sus la piste
Sur les gra-vas et sur ma vie
Il é-tait red'-ve-nu tout triste
Ce pe-tit bal qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait
Qui s'ap-pe-lait

Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus
Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-viens
C'est de ces a-mou-reux
Qui ne re-gar-daient rien au-tour d'eux
Y'a-vait tant de lu-miè-re
A-vec eux dans la rue
A-lors la belle af-fai-re
Le nom du bal per-du
Non! je n'm'en sou-viens plus
Du nom du bal per-du
Ce dont je me sou-viens
C'est qu'on é-tait heu-reux
Les yeux au fond des yeux
Et c'é-tait bien
Et c'é-tait bien

It Was Good

It was just after the war
In a small dance hall that had suffered
On a dance floor of misery
Two discovered each other
Among the rubble, they danced
In this little dance hall that was called
That was called
That was called
That was called

No! I can't remember
The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is those lovers
Who didn't look around them
There was so much recklessness
In their emotional gestures
So what does it matter
The name of the lost ball
No! I can't remember
The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is that they were happy
Eyes deep in eyes
And it was good
And it was good

Still never leaving each other's eyes
They made the same prayer
To be always, always happy
Among the rubble, they smiled
In this little dance hall was called
That was called
That was called
That was called

No! I can't remember

The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is those lovers
Who didn't look around them
There was so much recklessness
In their emotional gestures
So what does it matter
The name of the lost ball
No! I can't remember
The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is that they were happy
Eyes deep in eyes
And it was good
And it was good

And then when the accordionist
Stopped, they left
Night fell on the dance floor
On the rubble and on my life
It had come back all sad
This little dance hall that was called
That was called
That was called
That was called

No! I can't remember
The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is those lovers
Who didn't look around them
There was so much light
With them in the street
So what a great thing
The name of the lost ball
No! I can't remember
The name of the lost ball
What I remember
Is that we were happy
Eyes deep in eyes
And it was good
And it was good