Mariage (Live à Lausanne 1946-1947) - Edith Piaf traduction en anglais

Mariage (Live à Lausanne 1946-1947)

Six heures, Place de la Trinit?,
Quand le coup de feu a claqu?
Juste en face du petit caf?.
La dame qui avait tir?
Regardait d′un air? tonn?
L'homme en gris qui? tait tomb?.
On ajouta un num? ro
Sur le registre de bureau
Du commissariat de police.
La dame, elle ne veut pas parler
Et quand le juge est fatigu?,
Elle bavarde avec son pass?...
Dire que tout? a a commenc?
En m? me temps qu′un soleil d'? t?
Qui avait l'air fait pour durer
Et le soleil s′? tait pos?
Sur un jeune homme en gris fonc?
Qui avait l′air fait pour danser.
Alors, bien s? r, elle a vals?
Et puis apr? s, l'a embrass?
Il n′en faut pas plus pour aimer.
On ajouta un num? ro
Sur le registre de bureau
De la mairie du quatorzi? me.
Alors, tout devient merveilleux.
Dans les beaux r? ves, on ne fait pas mieux.
La dame, elle en ferme les yeux.
Elle revoit, elle revoit
Le seul jour de da vie, je crois
O? elle a fait un signe de croix
Car tout? tait miraculeux.
L'? glise chantait rien que pour eux
Et m? me le pauvre? tait heureux.
C′est l'amour qui faisait sa tourn? e
Et, de l?-haut,? toutes vol? es
Les cloches criaient: "Vive la mari? e!"
Sonnez, sonnez, carillonnez!
S′il a jur? fid? lit?,
Il a menti, le bien-aim?.
Sonnez, sonnez, carillonnez!
Il a jur? fid? lit?
Il a menti, le bien-aim?...
Carillonnez!...

Mariage (Live à Lausanne 1946-1947)

Six o'clock, Place de la Trinit?,
When the gunshot cracked,
Right in front of the little café.
The lady who had fired
Stared in astonishment
At the man in gray who had fallen.
One more number was added
To the register's records
At the police station.
The lady she doesn't want to talk
And while the judge is exhausted
She chats with her traveling companion...
To say that it all began
At the same time as a summer sun,
Which seemed made to last forever.
And the sun had settled upon
A young man in dark gray,
Who seemed made to dance.
So of course, she waltzed
And then she kissed him,
It doesn't take much more to fall in love.
One more number was added
To the register's records
At the city hall of the fourteenth.
So, everything becomes wonderful.
In beautiful dreams, you don't get any better.
The lady, she closes her eyes.
She sees again, she sees again
The only day of her life, I believe
When she made the sign of the cross
Because everything was miraculous.
The church sang only for them
And even the poor people were joyful.
It was love making its rounds
And, from up high, full of flight
The bells cried: "Long live the bride and groom!"
Ring, ring, a thousand peals!
If he swore fidelity,
He lied, the beloved.
Ring, ring, a thousand peals!
He swore fidelity,
He lied, the beloved...
A thousand peals!...