Текст и перевод песни Pierre Perret - Un p'tit clébard

Un p'tit clébard

Il n'avait jamais rien eu
Rien possédé de sa vie
Aussi nu à soixante piges
Que le jour ou il naquit
L'avait jamais eu de frigo
Ni vaisselle ni tableaux
Et même en guise d'Aubusson
L'avait que son paillasson
Lisant avec gratitude
Cent ans de solitude
Un chant d'oiseau dans le ciel
Remplaçait son Pleyel
Mais un beau jour subito
Le gros lot du loto
Fit que le monde vint lui dire
Qu'est-ce qui vous ferait plaisir

REFRAIN:
Moi je veux un chien un petit clébard
Je me fous de la marque
Disait le papy soudain cossu comme un monarque
Un chien abandonné par des gens sans cervelle
Et que la Spa aurait pris sous son aile
Je veux un chien un petit bâtard sans estampille
Qui serait en somme comme qui dirait toute ma famille
Surtout ne pensez pas que je me méfie des hommes
Mais d'amitié les clèbards sont moins économes

Les gérants de son empire
Furent écroulés de rire
On lui acheta un kimono
Un château des chevaux
Un beau perroquet malais
Qui s'exprime en anglais
Un superbe chat de Perse
Qui coûte la peau des fesses
On l'amena à Marengo
Y déguster du veau
Il acquit près de Cuzco
Les montagnes et l'écho
Quand son secrétaire habile
Front soucieux dit Monsieur
Quel nouveau plaisir peut-il
Trouver grâce à vos yeux

REFRAIN

A Little Dog

He'd never had anything,
Never owned a thing in his life,
As naked at sixty years old
As the day he was born.
He'd never had a fridge,
Nor dishes, nor paintings,
And even instead of an Aubusson rug,
He only had his doormat.
Reading with gratitude
"One Hundred Years of Solitude,"
A bird's song in the sky
Replaced his Pleyel piano.
But one fine day, suddenly,
The lottery jackpot
Meant the world came to ask him,
"What would please you, sir?"

CHORUS:
"Me, I want a dog, a little mutt,
I don't care about the breed,"
Said the grandpa, suddenly rich as a king.
A dog abandoned by brainless people,
That the SPA would have taken under its wing.
I want a dog, a little mongrel without a pedigree,
Who would be, in short, you might say, my whole family.
Don't think for a moment that I distrust people, my dear,
But dogs are less stingy with their affection."

The managers of his empire
Were crumpled with laughter.
They bought him a kimono,
A castle, some horses,
A beautiful Malaysian parrot
That speaks English,
A superb Persian cat
That costs a fortune.
They took him to Marengo
To taste some veal.
He acquired near Cuzco
The mountains and the echo.
When his clever secretary,
With a worried brow, said, "Sir,"
What new pleasure can he
Find thanks to your wealth?"

CHORUS