Текст и перевод песни Juliette Gréco ‎ - Un petit poisson un petit oiseau

Un petit poisson un petit oiseau

Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est dans l'eau
Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est là-haut

Quand on est là-haut
Perdu aux creux des nuages
On regarde en bas pour voir
Son amour qui nage
Et on voudrait bien changer
Au cours du voyage
Ses ailes en nageoires
Les arbres en plongeoir
Le ciel en baignoire

Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est là-haut
Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est dans l'eau

Quand on est dans l'eau
On veut que vienne l'orage
Qui apporterait du ciel
Bien plus qu'un message
Et pourrait changer d'un coup
Au cours du voyage
Des plumes en écailles
Des ailes en chandail
Des algues en paille

Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est dans l'eau
Un petit poisson, un petit oiseau
S'aimaient d'amour tendre
Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est là-haut

Mais comment s'y prendre
Quand on est dans l'eau

A little fish, a little bird

A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was in the water
A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was up high

When one was up high
Lost in the depths of the clouds
Looking down to see
Her love swimming
And one wishes to change
In the course of the journey
Her wings into fins
The trees into diving boards
The sky into a bathtub

A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was up high
A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was in the water

When one is in the water
One hopes that the storm will come
Which from the sky would bring
Much more than a message
And could suddenly change
In the course of the journey
Of feathers into scales
Of wings into a sweater
Of seaweed into straw

A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was in the water
A little fish, a little bird
Loved each other tenderly
But what were they to do
When one was up high

But what were they to do
When one was in the water