Текст и перевод песни Georges Bizet feat. Nicolai Ghiaurov, London Symphony Chorus, London Symphony Orchestra & Sir Edward Downes - Carmen / Act 2: "Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre...Toréador, en garde"

Carmen / Act 2: "Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre...Toréador, en garde"

Vortre toast, je peux vous le rendre
Senors, senors, car avec les soldats
Oui, les toreros peuvent s'entendre
Pour plaisirs, pour plaisirs ils ont les combats!
Le cirque est plein, c'est jour de fête
Le cirque est plein du haut en bas,
Les spectateurs, perdant la tete,
Les spectateurs s'interpellent a grand fracas!
Apostrophes, cris et tapage
Pousses jusques a la fureur!
Car c'est la fete du courage,
C'est la fete des gens de coeuer!
Allons! en garde! Allons! Allons! ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde,
Et que l'amour t'attend,
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde,
Et que l'amour t'attend,
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Tout d'un coup, on fait silence...
Ah! que se passe-t-il?
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
Le taureau s'elance
En bondissant hors du Toril!
Il s'elance! Il entre,
Il frappe! un cheval roule,
Entrainant un Picador,
Ah! bravo! Toro! Hurle la foule!
Le taureau va, il vient,
Il vient et frappe encore!
En secouant ses banderilles,
Plein de fureur, il court!
Le cirque est plein de sang!
On se sauve, on franchit les grilles!
C'et ton tour maintenant! allons!
En garde! allons! allons! Ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde,
Et que l'amour t'attend,
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde,
Et que l'amour t'attend,
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!

Carmen / Act 2: "Your toast, I can return it...Bullfighter, on guard"

Your toast, I can return it
Gentlemen, gentlemen, because with soldiers
Yes, bullfighters can agree
For pleasures, for pleasures they have fights!
The circus is full, it's a holiday
The circus is full from top to bottom,
The spectators, losing their minds,
The spectators are calling each other with great fanfare!
Apostrophes, shouting and noise
Push it to the point of fury!
Because it is the festival of courage,
It is the festival of brave people!
Come on! On guard! Come on! Come on! Ah!
Bullfighter, on guard, Bullfighter, Bullfighter!
And think well, yes, think while fighting
That a dark eye is watching you,
And that love awaits you,
Bullfighter, love awaits you!
Bullfighter, on guard, Bullfighter, Bullfighter!
And think well, yes, think while fighting
That a dark eye is watching you,
And that love awaits you,
Bullfighter, love awaits you!
Suddenly, there is silence...
Ah! What is happening?
No more shouting, it's the moment!
No more shouting, it's the moment!
The bull charges
By jumping out of the Toril!
He charges! He enters,
He strikes! A horse rolls,
Dragging down a Picador,
Ah! Bravo! Toro! The crowd roars!
The bull goes, he comes,
He comes and strikes again!
Shaking his banderillas,
Full of fury, he runs!
The circus is full of blood!
We run away, we cross the bars!
It's your turn now! Come on!
On guard! Come on! Come on! Ah!
Bullfighter, on guard, Bullfighter, Bullfighter!
And think well, yes, think while fighting
That a dark eye is watching you,
And that love awaits you,
Bullfighter, love awaits you!
Bullfighter, on guard, Bullfighter, Bullfighter!
And think well, yes, think while fighting
That a dark eye is watching you,
And that love awaits you,
Bullfighter, love awaits you!