Текст и перевод песни Les Paul - Coquette

Coquette

Les Negresses Vertes
Mlah
Les Rablablas Les Roubliblis
C′etait derriere les etageres It was behind the shelves
Dans une nuit chaude et farfelue On a hot and cranky night
Le jeune Albert et sa grand-mere The young Albert and his grandmother
Ont lu Voltaire a moitie nus read Voltaire half-nude
Non je ne suis pas une commere No I'm not a gossip
Oui c′est pas moi qui les ai vus It's not me who saw them
Apres tout c'n′est pas mon affaire After all it′s not my business
N'empeche qu′ils etaient tous les Which doesn't prevent they
Deux nus were both nude
Les rablablas les roubliblis The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli′s
Les tartempions et leurs bigoudis The so-and-so's and their curlers
Sont les soucis de nos ennuis are the worries of our troubles
Les rablablas les roubliblis The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli′s
Font le quotidien do the usual
Puis c'est la vie then that's life
Non mais n′empeche que No but that doesn′t prevent that
Le jeune Albert the young Albert
Moi j'vous dit ca parce que j′l'ai su I tell you this because I knew it
J′vous dis pourquoi mais il faut I tell you why but I must
S'taire shut up
C′est c'qu'on m′a dit j′y ai tout It's what one told me, I suddenly
D′suite cru believed it
Vous croyez pas qu'il exagere You all don′t think he exaggerates
Non mais sans blague ils avaient bu No but, no joke, they'd been drinking
Avouez qu′il faut tout d'meme Admit that it must all the same
Le faire be done
Mais ce n'est qu′un sous-entendu But it′s only innuendo
Les rablablas les roubliblis The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
Les tartempions et leurs bigoudis The so-and-so′s and their curlers
Les p'tites histoires, les commerages The little stories, the gossip tidbits
Bonjours, bonsoirs et davantage Good day, good night and more
Allez savoir dans le village Go find out in the village
Tout c′qui s'raconte du tout All that′s told of all
C'qui s'dit that′s said
Ils ont pas honte dans leur vomi They′re not ashamed in their vomit
Se rendent-ils compte de leurs Do they take stock of their
Conneries. bullshit.
Tiens a propos le jeune Albert Well about the young Albert
Ah vous aussi vous y avez cru Ah you too, you believed it
Non mais l'aurait mieux fait No but it′d be better
D'se taire to shut up
Oui ce n′est qu'un malentendu yes it′s only a misunderstanding
Avec toutes ces langues de viperes With all these tongues of vipers
Puis ca s'est tout d'suite repandu Then it′s all of a sudden spilled
Tiens a propos le jeune Albert Well about the young Albert
Eh bien, ce matin, il So very well, this morning he
S′est pendu. hung himself.
Les rablablas les roubliblis The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
Les tartempions et leurs bigoudis The so-and-so′s and their curlers
Sont les soucis de nos ennuis Are the worries of our troubles
Les rablablas les roubliblis The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
Font le quotidien do the usual
Puis c′est la vie then that's life

Coquette

The Green Negresses
Blah
The Blahblahblahs The Blahblahbli's
It was behind the shelves
On a hot and crazy night
Young Albert and his grandmother
Read Voltaire half-naked
No, I'm not a gossip
Yes, it wasn't me who saw them
After all, it's not my business
Which doesn't prevent them from being
Both naked
The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
The so-and-so's and their curlers
Are the worries of our troubles
The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
Make up the daily grind
Then that's life
No, but that doesn't prevent that
Young Albert
I tell you this because I knew it
I tell you why but I must
Shut up
It's what I was told, I suddenly
Believed it
You all don't think he exaggerates
No, but seriously, they'd been drinking
Admit that it must all the same
Be done
But it's only innuendo
The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
The so-and-so's and their curlers
The little stories, the gossip tidbits
Good day, good night and more
Go find out in the village
All that's told of all
That's said
They're not ashamed in their vomit
Do they take stock of their
Bullshit.
Well, about young Albert
Ah, you too, you believed it
No, but it would be better
To shut up
Yes, it's only a misunderstanding
With all these tongues of vipers
Then it all of a sudden spilled
Well, about young Albert
Well, this morning, he
Hung himself.
The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
The so-and-so's and their curlers
Are the worries of our troubles
The blahblahblahs the blahblahbli's
Make up the daily grind
Then that's life