J'm'en fous pas mal (Live) - Edith Piaf traduction en anglais

J'm'en fous pas mal (Live)

Je suis n? e, Passage de la Bonne Graine.
J'en ai pris d' la graine, et pour longtemps
J' travaille comme un chien toute la semaine
J' vous jure que l' patron, il est content
Mes amies se sont mises en col? re:
"C'est pas bien malin, c' que tu fais l?...
Faut c' qu'y faut, mais toi, tu exag? res,
Tu verras qu'un jour, tu le regretteras..."
J' m'en fous pas mal.
Y peut m'arriver n'importe quoi,
J' m'en fous pas mal.
J'ai mon dimanche qui est? moi.
C'est p't'? t' banal,
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,? a m'est? gal!
J' m'en fous!
Il y a les bords de la Seine.
Il y a l'avenue de l'Op? ra.
Il y a le Bois de Vincennes.
Quel beau dimanche on a l?
Et puis, y a l' bal
Qui vous flanque des frissons partout.
' Y a des? toiles
Qui sont plus belles que les bijoux.
' Y a les beaux m? les
Qui vous embrassent dans le cou.
L' reste, apr? s tout,
J' m'en fous!
Ce fut par un de ces beaux dimanches
Que, tous deux, l'on se mit? danser.
De grands yeux noirs, de longues mains blanches,
Alors, j' me suis laiss? e embrasser.
Mes amies se sont mises en col? re:
"C' type-l?, c'est connu, il a pas d' c? ur.
C'est un va-nu-pieds, un tra? ne-mis? re.
Y t'en fra voir de toutes les couleurs..."
J' m'en fous pas mal.
Il peut m'arriver n'importe quoi,
J' m'en fous pas mal.
J'ai mon amant qui est? moi.
C'est p't'? t' banal
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,? a m'est? gal!
J' m'en fous!
Il y a ses bras qui m'enlacent.
Il y a son corps doux et chaud.
Il y a sa bouche qui m'embrasse.
Ha, mon amant, c' qu'il est beau!
Et puis ' y a l' bal.
Quand je suis dans ses bras, c'est fou.
J' me trouverais mal.
Quand il m' dit: "Viens! Rentrons chez nous!"
Ah l'animal!
Avec lui, j'irais n'importe o?.
L' reste apr? s tout,
J' m'en fous!
J'ai v? cu des heures si jolies
Quand il me tenait entre ses bras.
J' n'aurais jamais cru que, dans la vie,
On puisse? tre heureuse? ce point-l?
Mais un jour o? tout n'? tait que rires,
Un jour de printemps rempli de joie,
Il s'en est all? sans rien me dire,
Sans m? me m'embrasser une derni? re fois...
J' m'en fous pas mal.
' Y peut m'arriver n'importe quoi,
J' m'en fous pas mal.
J'ai mon pass? qui est? moi.
C'est p't'? t' banal
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,? a m'est? gal.
J' m'en fous!
Les souvenirs qui m'enlacent
Chantent au fond de mon c? ur
Et tous les coins o? je passe
Me rappellent mon bonheur,
Et puis ' y a l' bal.
Je danse, et je ferme les yeux.
Je crois que c'est encore nous deux.
Parfois, j'ai mal.
J'ai mon c? ur qui frappe? grands coups.? a m'est? gal.
J' m'en fous!...

I Don't Care Much (Live)

I was born in Passage de la Bonne Graine.
I took some of the seed, and for a long time
I work like a dog all week
I swear the boss is happy
My friends got angry:
"What you're doing there isn't very smart...
You have to do what you have to do, but you're exaggerating,
You'll see that one day, you'll regret it..."
I don't care much.
Anything can happen to me,
I don't care much.
I have my Sunday that's mine.
It may be banal,
But what people think of you, I don't care!
I don't care!
There are the banks of the Seine.
There is the Avenue de l'Opera.
There is the Bois de Vincennes.
What a beautiful Sunday we have here!
And then, there's the dance
That gives you chills all over.
There are stars
That are more beautiful than jewels.
There are handsome guys
Who kiss you on the neck.
The rest, after all,
I don't care!
It was on one of these beautiful Sundays
That we started dancing, both of us.
Big black eyes, long white hands,
So, I let myself be kissed.
My friends got angry:
"That guy, it's known, he has no heart.
He's a bum, a drag.
He'll make you see all the colors..."
I don't care much.
Anything can happen to me,
I don't care much.
I have my lover who's mine.
It may be banal
But what people think of you, I don't care!
I don't care!
There are his arms that embrace me.
There is his soft and warm body.
There are his lips that kiss me.
Ah, my lover, how handsome he is!
And then there's the dance.
When I'm in his arms, it's crazy.
I would feel bad
When he says to me: "Come on! Let's go home!"
Ah, the animal!
With him, I would go anywhere.
The rest, after all,
I don't care!
I lived such beautiful hours
When he held me in his arms.
I never thought that in life,
One could be so happy.
But one day when everything was laughter,
A spring day filled with joy,
He left without saying anything,
Without even kissing me one last time...
I don't care much.
Anything can happen to me,
I don't care much.
I have my past that's mine.
It may be banal
But what people think of you, I don't care!
I don't care!
The memories that embrace me
Sing in the depths of my heart
And all the corners where I pass
Remind me of my happiness,
And then there's the dance.
I dance, and I close my eyes.
I believe it's still the two of us.
Sometimes, I hurt.
My heart beats hard. I don't care.
I don't care!...