Текст и перевод песни Isabelle Boulay - L'Italien

L'Italien

C′est moi, c'est l′Italien
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'un
Est-ce qu′il y a quelqu′une
D'ici j′entends le chien
Et si tu n'es pas morte
Ouvre-moi sans rancune
Je rentre un peu tard je sais
18 ans de retard c′est vrai
Mais j'ai trouvé mes allumettes
Dans une rue du Massachussetts
Il est fatiguant le voyage
Pour un enfant de mon âge
Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Non sai come è stato laggiù
Je reviens au logis
J′ai fais tous les métiers
Voleur, équilibriste
Maréchal des logis
Comédien, braconnier
Empereur et pianiste
J'ai connu des femmes, oui mais
Je joue bien mal aux dames, tu sais
Du temps que j'étais chercheur d′or
Elles m′ont tout pris, j'en pleure encore
Là-dessus le temps est passé
Quand j′avais le dos tourné
Ouvre-moi, ouvre-moi la porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci sei, aprimi la porta
Diro come è stato laggiù
C'est moi, c′est l'Italien
Je reviens de si loin
La route était mauvaise
Et tant d′années après
Tant de chagrins après
Je rêve d'une chaise
Ouvre, tu es là, je sais
Je suis tellement las, tu sais
Il ne me reste qu'une chance
C′est que tu n′aies pas eu ta chance
Mais ce n'est plus le même chien
Et la lumière s′éteint
Ouvrez-moi, ouvrez une porte
Io non ne posso proprio più
Se ci siete, aprite una porta
Diro come è stato laggiù

The Italian

It's me, the Italian
Is there anybody there
Is there anybody there
I can hear the dog from here
And if you're not dead
Open the door to me, no hard feelings
I know I'm a little late coming home
Eighteen years late, it's true
But I found my matches
On a street in Massachusetts
Travel is tiring
For a boy my age
Open the door, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open the door for me
You don't know what it was like over there
I'm coming home
I've done all kinds of jobs
Thief, tightrope walker
Quartermaster sergeant
Actor, poacher
Emperor and pianist
I've known women, yes, but
I'm very bad at checkers, you know
When I was a gold digger
They took everything from me, I still cry about it
Time has passed
While my back was turned
Open the door, open the door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open the door for me
I'll tell you what it was like over there
It's me, the Italian
I've come from so far away
The road was rough
And so many years later
So many sorrows later
I dream of a chair
Open up, you're there, I know
I'm so tired, you know
I only have one chance left
That you haven't had your chance
But it's not the same dog anymore
And the light is going out
Open a door, open a door for me
I can't take it anymore
If you're there, open a door for me
I'll tell you what it was like over there