Текст и перевод песни Tri Yann - Le chasseur de temps (Live)

Le chasseur de temps (Live)

Nous étions 30 pélégrins embarqués à Glasgow
Voguant sur un trois mâts carré pour la baie de Whitlow
Y avait à bord un vieux mataf, ridé de chez ridé
Il m'a raconté son histoire, il en avait morflé
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
Et à vous
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Quand j'étais quitte à marier, m'en allant chevaucher
Devant une HLM, un soir, je vois une beauté
On s'est branchés d'un seul regard, elle voulait un patin
Elle sentait bon l'eau de Lancôme mais dieu que c'était bien
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
Et à vous
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
On a grenouillé tout le jour dedans les champs d'épeautre
Je lui ai dit "fillette, jeunette on est faits l'un pour l'autre
Je vais chevaucher toute la nuit, pour dire adieu aux miens
J'irai, je reviens t'épouser dès le petit matin"
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Il n'était pas minuit sonnée, cavalant dans la zone
Vient un boucan d'un dépotoir, une lumière jaune
Une concentre de motards, ils étaient bien 300
Tout harnachés de cuir noir et casques rouge sang
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Je n'ai jamais pu arrêter mon bourrin commandant
Poussant à donf les BM et les Kawa 500
Je ravageais les terrains vagues entre les Algeco
Dégoulinant de sueur glacée jusque sur les canots
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Yah, hé
Que vienne, vienne le matin arrêter mes tourments
D'y être, au QG de ma belle, j'avais fait le serment
La nuit était interminable et barbouillée de glaire
La foudre a buté mon cheval et m'a jeté à terre
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Je vis à l'aube, à mon réveil, la jupe de ma belle
Elle était là, me souriant, fallait voir ma gazelle
Les dents pétées, les crins blanchits, vieux loup minable
J'avais durant 60 balais couru derrière le diable
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Hey
Hey
Holloway (Holloway)
Holloway (Holloway)
Holloway (Holloway)
Bravo

The Time Hunter (Live)

We were 30 pilgrims embarked in Glasgow
Sailing on a three-masted square-rigger for Whitlow Bay
There was an old salt on board, wrinkled beyond belief
He told me his story, he'd been through a lot
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
And to you, my love
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
When I was about to get married, going for a ride
In front of a housing project, one evening, I saw a beauty
We connected with a single glance, she wanted a ride
She smelled of Lancôme perfume, and oh, it was good
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
And to you, my love
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
We frolicked all day in the spelt fields
I told her "young lady, we are made for each other
I'll ride all night, to say goodbye to my family
I'll go, and I'll come back to marry you in the early morning"
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
It hadn't struck midnight, riding in the area
Came a racket from a junkyard, a yellow light
A gathering of bikers, there were at least 300
All decked out in black leather and blood-red helmets
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
I couldn't stop my steed, commander
Pushing the BMWs and the Kawasaki 500s to the max
I ravaged the wastelands between the portable cabins
Dripping with icy sweat down to my boots
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Yah, hey
May the morning come and end my torment
To be there, at my beauty's HQ, I had sworn an oath
The night was endless and smeared with slime
Lightning struck my horse and threw me to the ground
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
I saw at dawn, upon waking, my beauty's skirt
She was there, smiling at me, you should have seen my gazelle
Teeth broken, mane whitened, a pathetic old wolf
I had chased the devil for 60 years
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway
(Holloway, Holloway, Holloway, fellow Holloway)
Hey
Hey
Holloway (Holloway)
Holloway (Holloway)
Holloway (Holloway)
Bravo