Текст и перевод песни Les Charlots - Albert Le Contractuel - Albert

Albert Le Contractuel - Albert

On ne connaissait rien de lui
Il vivait seul et sans ami
Son visage reflétait l′ennui
Qui avait dû marquer sa vie
(Albert Albert)
De neuf heures à six heures du soir
Il marchait le long des trottoirs
En taxant selon son devoir
Les stationnements prohibitoires
(Albert Albert)

C'était Albert, le contractuel
Il croyait que sa vie était belle
Il oubliait que dans le ciel
Les papillons bleus ont des ailes
(Albert Albert)

On le disait dur et sévère
Mais son âme était noble et fière
A sa loi, seuls pouvaient se soustraire
Les conducteurs des Ministères
(Albert Albert)
Dans toute la ville on connaissait
Sa silhouette et son carnet
En le voyant les chauffeurs disaient
"C′est Albert, celui qui ne pardonne jamais"
(Albert Albert)

C'était Albert, le contractuel
Il croyait que sa vie était belle

Il oubliait que dans le ciel
Les papillons bleus ont des ailes
(Albert Albert)

Mais un jour, en dehors du service
Lui qui ne buvait que de l'eau,
Pour un verre de trop de pastis
Il fut écrasé par un vélo
(Albert Albert)
Sur sa tombe, on inscrivit
Au milieu des fleurs en boutons
N′écoutez pas ce que l′on dit
Ce n'était pas le roi des... le roi des...
(Albert Albert)

C′était Albert, le contractuel
Il croyait que sa vie était belle
Il oubliait que dans le ciel
Les papillons bleus ont des ailes

- C'était le roi des quoi? (C′était Albert le contractuel)
- Mais ça va pas! écoute... hein? (Il croyait que sa vie était belle)
- Mais c'est une chanson, eh!
- Chanson ou pas, on s′en fout hein! (Il oubliait que dans le ciel)
- Chantez avec nous si vous voulez! (Les papillons bleus ont des ailes)
- On s'en fout, on dit pas ça hein!
- Oh des fois alors quoi!
- Quoi, on dit pas ça?
- Oh la la, oh la la! Moi j'ai même pas de voiture, j′ai un vélo moi hein!
- Un vélo, c′est tout ce que j'ai, hein hein!

Albert the Contract Worker - Albert

We didn't know anything about him
He lived alone and didn't have any friends
His face reflected boredom
That must have left its mark on his life
(Albert Albert)
From nine to six every evening
He would walk down the sidewalks
Writing tickets according to his duty
For the illegal parking
(Albert Albert)

He was Albert, the contract worker
He believed that his life was good
He forgot that in the sky
Blue butterflies have wings
(Albert Albert)

They said he was harsh and severe
But his soul was noble and proud
The only ones who could get away with his law
Were the drivers from the Ministries
(Albert Albert)
In the whole city, we knew him
His figure and his notebook
When the drivers saw him, they would say
"That's Albert, the one who never forgives"
(Albert Albert)

He was Albert, the contract worker
He believed that his life was good

He forgot that in the sky
Blue butterflies have wings
(Albert Albert)

But one day, he was off work
He usually only drank water,
But from one glass of pastis too many
He got hit by a bike
(Albert Albert)
They wrote on his tombstone,
Amongst the blooming flowers
Don't listen to what they say
He wasn't the king of the...king of the...
(Albert Albert)

He was Albert, the contract worker
He believed that his life was good
He forgot that in the sky
Blue butterflies have wings

- What was he the king of? (He was Albert, the contract worker)
- Come on! Listen, huh? (He believed that his life was good)
- Hey, it's a song!
- Song or not, we don't care. (He forgot that in the sky)
- Sing along if you want! (Blue butterflies have wings)
- We don't care, we're not saying that! (He forgot that in the sky)
- Oh, sometimes, you know!
- What? We don't say that?
- Oh, gosh, gosh! I don't even have a car, I have a bike myself! (Blue butterflies have wings)
- A bike, that's all I have, oh yeah!