Escale (Live A Lausanne 1946 - 1947) - Edith Piaf перевод на английский

Escale (Live A Lausanne 1946 - 1947)

Le ciel est bleu la mer est verte
Laisse un peu la f'n? tre ouverte
Le flot qui roule? l'horizon
Me fait penser? un gar? on
Qui ne croyait ni Dieu ni diable
Je l'ai rencontr? vers le nord
Un soir d'escale sur un port
Dans un bastringue abominable
L'air sentait la sueur et l'alcool
Il ne portait pas de faux col
Mais un douteux foulard de soie
En entrant je n'ai vu que lui
Et mon c? ur en fut? bloui
De joie
Le ciel est bleu la mer est verte
Laisse un peu la f'n? tre ouverte
Il me prit la main sans un mot
Il m'entra? na hors du bistro
Tout simplement d'un geste tendre
Ce n'? tait pas un compliqu?
Il demeurait au bord du quai
Je n'ai pas cherch? comprendre
Sa chambre donnait sur le port
Des marins saouls chantaient dehors
Un bec de gaz un halo bl? me? clairait le triste r? duit
Il m'? crasait tout contre lui
Je t'aime
Le ciel est bleu la mer est verte
Laisse un peu la f'n? tre ouverte
Son baiser me br? le toujours
Est ce l? ce qu'on dit l'amour
Son bateau mouillait dans la rade
Chassant les ombres de la nuit
Au jour naissant il s'est enfui
Pour rejoindre ses camarades
Je l'ai vu monter sur le pont
Et si je ne sais pas son nom
Je connais celui du navire
Un navire qui s'est perdu
Quant au marin je ne l'ose plus
Rien dire
Le ciel est bas la mer est grise
Ferme la f'n? tre? la brise

Stopover (Live At Lausanne 1946 - 1947)

The sky is blue, the sea is green
Leave the window open for a while
The waves that roll over the horizon
Make me think of a boy
Who believed neither in God nor the devil
I met him in the north
One evening during a stopover at a port
In an abominable dive
The air stank of sweat and alcohol
He didn't wear a fake collar
But a dubious silk scarf
When I entered, I saw only him
And my heart was dazzled
With joy
The sky is blue, the sea is green
Leave the window open for a while
He took my hand without a word
He led me out of the tavern
Quite simply with a tender gesture
He wasn't complicated
He lived on the edge of the quay
I didn't seek to understand
His room looked out over the port
Drunk sailors were singing outside
A street lamp, a pale halo, lit up the sorry hovel
He was crushing me against him
I love you
The sky is blue, the sea is green
Leave the window open for a while
His kiss still burns me
Is that what they call love?
His boat was anchored in the roadstead
Driving away the shadows of the night
At daybreak, he ran away
To join his comrades
I saw him go on up to the deck
And if I don't know his name
I know that of his ship
A ship that has been lost
As for the sailor, I dare not
Say any more
The sky is low, the sea is gray
Close the window--the wind