Текст и перевод песни Renaud - Les molettes

Les molettes

Y'a longtemps ej' min rappell'
Ch'étot l'âm' ed' la région
I fallot l'saquer à l'pelle
Dins chés tall's éeh' carbon
In étot noyés d'sueur
In y mettot tout sin coeur
In savot qu'eha n'étot pas pour rien
Ch'est eomm' eha qu'in gagnot sin pain
Pour cha in étot pas tout seul
Là in haut i n' n'avot deux

Tout à l'tiêt' du chevalet
I n'arrêtott' pas d'tourner
Quand in l'air in l'vot ses yeux
In étot tout heureux
Aujourd'hui in n'vot pas cha
Je n'cros pas qu'cha r'tournera
I vont bientôt disparaître
Les molettes

Y'a Totoche un vieux mineur
Qui vient d'avoir es' pinsion
Y'a bin n'mau à sin coeur
Qui n'peut pus vir el' fond
Comm' y dit ch'étot l'bon temps
Si j'avos incor vingt ans
L'apprindros à tous ehés jeun's d'à eh't'heure
Commint t'nir un martieau-piqueur
Mais in ravissant in l'air
Tout d'un eop i'a invie d'braire

Tous les jours ed' bore matin
D? l'voyette ed' sin gardin
I véyot tourner deux roulettes
Cha vivot ch'étot bien
Aujourd'hui cha n 'marche plus
Ch'est muet comme eun' statue
In va les fair' disparaître
Les molettes

Mais j'cros Lin qu'ch'est pas fin
Et l'carbon ch'est tout'not'vie
I attind fauqu' après nous
Des molettes des barrons
Et l'souffrance, et l'faim, l'bhômage
Cha s'ra Lin vite oublié
In rouvrira tous les moulinaches
In s'ra fier ed' dévaller
Alors in haut des chevalets
Les roulettes i s'mettront à r'tourner

Ch'est tondis rot' seul espoir
D'armonter un jour tout noir
Avec incor dins s 'musette
Du bon pair d'alouette
De l 'cage jusqu'au lavabo
In pinss'ra tous à nos tchots
In n'veut pus jamais qu'i s'arrêtent
Nos molettes

Ch 'est toudis not' seul espoir
D'armonter un jour tout noir
In n'veut pas les vir disparaître
Nos molettes

The Cogwheels

I remember it well, my dear
We were the soul of the region
We had to dig it by the shovelful
In the coal mines
We were drenched in sweat
We put all our heart into it
We knew that it was not for nothing
It was how we earned our daily bread
And we were not alone in this
There were two of us up there

At the top of the horse
We kept turning
When we could see each other in the air
We were filled with joy
Today, we do not see that anymore
I do not believe it will ever return
They will soon disappear
The cogwheels

There's Totoche, an old miner
Who has just retired
He has a bad heart
And can no longer go underground
He says those were the good old days
If I were twenty years younger
I would teach all the youngsters today
How to hold a jackhammer
But as soon as I hear that sound
I feel like crying

Every morning
From the path in his garden
He used to watch two wheels turning
It was a lively sight
Today, it no longer works
It is as silent as a statue
They are going to make them disappear
The cogwheels

But I believe, my darling, that it is not over
And that coal is our life
It is just waiting for us
Cogwheels of the barons
And the suffering, the hunger, the misery
You will soon be forgotten
We will reopen all the mills
We will be proud to go down
Then at the top of the headstocks
The wheels will start turning again

It is always my only hope
To go up one day, covered in black
With still in my lunchbox
Some good lark pâté
From the cage to the washroom
We will all think of our little ones
We never want them to stop
Our cogwheels

It is always my only hope
To go up one day, covered in black
We do not want to see them disappear
Our cogwheels