Текст и перевод песни Vanessa Paradis feat. Benjamin Biolay - Station Quatre-Septembre

Station Quatre-Septembre

On s'est connus un matin station Quatre-Septembre
Reconnus dès le lendemain pour aller boire un café
Ensemble
On en a fait du chemin du moins il me semble
Depuis le premier verre de vin au dernier baiser sans la
Langue
On a connu les arrières-cours les frimas de décembre
Les ingénues qui portent court qui font du pied aux
Pieds tendres
Les nuits moites allongés sur le coco et la cendre
Le vin chenu la misère nue mais quel bonheur ensemble
Même au siècle prochain j'en parlerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en parlerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en pleurerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en pleurerai encore
On s'est perdus un matin station Quatre-Septembre
Éperdus ivres de ce vin qui vous fait les yeux en amande
On a rasé quelques murs toi levé quelques jambes
Eu des pensées bien saugrenues dire adieu à ces grands
Ensembles
Adieu nuits tendres adieu caresses adieu lait à l'amande
Adieu relative allégresse de prendre un café ensemble
Même au siècle prochain j'en parlerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en parlerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en pleurerai encore
Même au siècle prochain j'en pleurerai encore

Quatre-Septembre Station

One morning we met at the Quatre-Septembre station
Recognized the next day to go out for coffee
Together
We have come a long way, or so it seems to me
From that first glass of wine to that last kiss without
Tongue
We have known the backyards, the cold of December
The ingenuous ones who wear short skirts, who flirt with
Tender feet
Sultry nights, stretched out on the coke and the ashes
Old wine, abject poverty, but what happiness together
Even in the next century, I will still talk about it
Even in the next century, I will still talk about it
Even in the next century, I will still cry about it
Even in the next century, I will still cry about it
We lost each other one morning at the Quatre-Septembre station
Bewildered, drunk on that wine that makes your eyes almond-shaped
We have knocked down a few walls, you have lifted a few legs
Had some very strange thoughts, saying goodbye to those great
Times together
Farewell, tender nights, farewell caresses, farewell almond milk
Farewell, relative joy of having a coffee together
Even in the next century, I will still talk about it
Even in the next century, I will still talk about it
Even in the next century, I will still cry about it
Even in the next century, I will still cry about it