Текст и перевод песни Les Freres Jacques - Shah Shah Persan

Shah Shah Persan

Jean Constantin
Shah Shah Persan
Paroles: Jean Constantin. musique: Michèle Persane
Autres interprètes: Les Frères Jacques
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Aaaaaaaaa...
Shah-Shah-Shah!
C'était un Shah, tait un Shah, tait un Shah,
Un Pacha plein d'argent, Shah Persan si puissant
Que dans son, que dans son, que dans son, son harem
Toutes les femmes lui disaient Shah Shah Shah comme on t'aime!
Mais malgré ses mi-mi, ses mi-mi, ses milliards,
Le Pacha, Shah Shah Shah, avait bien le cafard,
Des pé-pé, des pé-pé, des pétroles il était saturé...
Car son rêve...
C'était d'voir pousser l'gazon...
Devant son pa-pa...
Son palais en toutes saisons...
Mais chaque fois qu'il creu-creu, qu'il creusait des trou-trous
Pour trou-trou, pour trou-trou-la-itou, pour trouver
Un fi-fi, un fi-fi filet d'eau, du pé-pé du pétrole
Jaillissait aussitôt. Et les sou, les sou-sou, les sourciers,
Les sorciers voulaient tous démi-mi, démi-mi, ssionner,
Et le pa, le pa-pa, le Pacha Shah Shah Shah languissait...
Car son rêve...
C'était d'voir pousser l'gazon...
Devant son pa-pa...
Son palais en toutes saisons...
On signala à deux pas une rivière d'eau claire,
Le Pacha y couru sur le champ, mais revint fort déçu,
N'ayant vu qu'une rivière de diamants...
D'un coup de dés il joua aux zan-zan, aux zan-zi, aux anglais
Ses pé-pé, ses mi-mi, son pa-pa, ses sou-sou
Qu'il pé-pé qu'il perdit sur le coup...
Car son rêve...
C'était d'voir pousser l'gazon...
Devant son pa-pa...
Son palais en toutes saisons...
Alors tout con, tout con-con, tout compte fait,
Il s'installa chez nous, car chez nous pour ce qui est
Du ga-ga du gazon on s'rait plutôt ga-ga trop gâté
Tait un Shah, tait un Shah, un Pacha, un Pacha Shah Shah Shah,
Shah Persan si puissant qui creu-creu, qui creusait des trou-trous,
Des trous-trous pour trouver un fi-fi, un fi-fi, un filet, filet d'eau,
Pour l'ga-ga, pour l'ga-ga, pour l'gazon, devans nos, devant nos, nos pa-pa,
Nos palais en toutes saisons

Shah Shah Persian

Jean Constantin
Shah Shah Persian
Lyrics: Jean Constantin. Music: Michèle Persane
Other performers: The Jacques Brothers
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Shah-Shah-Shah...
Aaaaaaaaa...
Shah-Shah-Shah!
He was a Shah, was a Shah, was a Shah,
A Pasha full of money, a Persian Shah so powerful
That in his, that in his, that in his, his harem
All the women would tell him Shah Shah Shah how we love you!
But despite his mi-mi, his mi-mi, his billions,
The Pasha, Shah Shah Shah, was feeling quite blue,
Of pe-pe, of pe-pe, of oil he was saturated...
Because his dream...
Was to see the grass grow...
In front of his pa-pa...
His palace in all seasons...
But every time he dug-dug, he dug holes,
For hole-hole, for hole-hole-la-itou, to find
A fi-fi, a fi-fi trickle of water, pe-pe oil
Would gush out immediately. And the sou, the sou-sou, the dowsers,
The sorcerers all wanted to re-mi-mi, re-mi-mi, sign,
And the pa, the pa-pa, the Pasha Shah Shah Shah languished...
Because his dream...
Was to see the grass grow...
In front of his pa-pa...
His palace in all seasons...
A river of clear water was reported nearby,
The Pasha ran there immediately, but returned very disappointed,
Having seen only a river of diamonds...
With a roll of the dice, he gambled with the zan-zan, the zan-zi, the English
His pe-pe, his mi-mi, his pa-pa, his sou-sou
Which he pe-pe, which he lost on the spot...
Because his dream...
Was to see the grass grow...
In front of his pa-pa...
His palace in all seasons...
So all con, all con-con, all things considered,
He settled down with us, because with us when it comes to
Ga-ga grass we'd be rather ga-ga too spoiled
He was a Shah, was a Shah, a Pasha, a Pasha Shah Shah Shah,
A Persian Shah so powerful who dug-dug, who dug holes,
Holes to find a fi-fi, a fi-fi, a trickle, trickle of water,
For the ga-ga, for the ga-ga, for the grass, in front of our, in front of our, our pa-pa,
Our palaces in all seasons