Текст и перевод песни In‐Grid - Milord

Milord

Allez, venez, Milord! Vous asseoir a ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors, ici c"est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur et vos pieds sur une chaise.
Je vous connais, Milord, vous ne m"avez jamais vue.
Je ne suis qu"une fille du port, qu"une ombre de la rue...
Pourtant je vous ai frole quand vous passiez hier,
Vous n"etiez pas peu fier, Dame! Le ciel vous comblait:
Votre foulard de soie flottant sur vos epaules,
Vous aviez le beau role, on aurait dit le roi...
Vous marchiez en vainqueur au bras d"une demoiselle.
Mon Dieu!... Qu"elle etait belle... J"en ai froid dans le coeur...
Allez, venez, Milord! Vous asseoir a ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors, ici c"est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur et vos pieds sur une chaise.
Je vous connais, Milord, vous ne m"avez jamais vue.
Je ne suis qu"une fille du port, qu"une ombre de la rue...
Dire qu"il suffit parfois qu"il y ait un navire
Pour que tout se dechire quand le navire s"en va...
Il emmenait avec lui la douce aux yeux si tenders
Qui n"a pas su comprendre qu"elle brisait votre vie.
L"amour, ca fait pleurer comme quoi l"existence.
Ca vous donne toutes les chances pour les reprendre apres...
Allez, venez, Milord! Vous avez l"air d"un mome!
Laissez-vous faire, Milord, venez dans mon royaume:
Je soigne les remords, je chante la romance,
Je chante les milords qui n"ont pas eu de chance!
Regardez-moi, Milord, vous ne m"avez jamais vue...
...Mais vous pleurez, Milord? Ca je l"aurais jamais cru!
Eh ben, voyons, Milord!
Souriez-moi, Milord!
...Mieux que ca! Un petit effort...
Voilà, c"est ca!
Allez, riez, Milord!
Allez, chantez, Milord!
La-la-la...
Mais oui, dansez, Milord!
La-la-la...
Bravo Milord!
Encore Milord!...
La-la-la...

Milord

Come, dear Milord! And rest at my table;
It's cold outside, but here you'll be most comfortable.
Let your guard down, Milord, make yourself at ease,
Place your sorrows upon my heart and your feet upon a chair.
I know you, Milord, though you've never seen me.
I'm just a girl of the harbor, a shadow of the streets...
Yet I brushed past you when you passed by yesterday,
You were consumed by pride, my Lord, heaven blessed you:
Your silken scarf flowing upon your shoulders,
You played the role well, you could have been royalty...
You walked victorious, arm in arm with a damsel.
My God!... How beautiful she was... It chills me to the bone...
Come, dear Milord! And rest at my table;
It's cold outside, but here you'll be most comfortable.
Let your guard down, Milord, make yourself at ease,
Place your sorrows upon my heart and your feet upon a chair.
I know you, Milord, though you've never seen me.
I'm just a girl of the harbor, a shadow of the streets...
To think that it often takes only a ship
To tear everything apart when the ship sails away...
It carried away with it the gentle one with the tender eyes
Who failed to understand that she was breaking your heart.
Love makes you weep, just as life does.
It gives you every chance to take them back later...
Come, dear Milord! You look like a boy!
Let your guard down, Milord, come into my realm:
I heal remorse, I sing romances,
I sing of milords who have had no luck!
Look at me, Milord, you've never seen me...
...But you're crying, Milord? I never would have believed it!
Well, come on, Milord!
Smile for me, Milord!
...Better than that! A little effort...
There you go!
Come on, laugh, Milord!
Come on, sing, Milord!
La-la-la...
Yes, dance, Milord!
La-la-la...
Bravo, Milord!
Encore, Milord!...
La-la-la...