La France

I have enjoyed Michel Sardou’s music for many years as he is one singer I supremely admire for his passion and fire as much as the actual music. You’d be hard pressed to find someone who can sing like him today. I decided to go ahead and put up the actual lyrics en francais and the translation for my English readers. Enjoy.
 
Quand je pense à la vieille anglaise qu’on appelait le Queen Mary,
Echouée si loin de ses falaises sur un quai de Californie,
Quand je pense à la vieille anglaise J’envie les épaves englouties,
Longs courriers qui cherchaient un reve et n’ont pas revu leur pays.
 
*Ne m’appelez plus jamais “France”. La France elle m’a laissé tomber.
Ne m’appelez plus jamais “France”. C’est ma dernière volonté.
 
J’étais un bateau gigantesque capable de croiser mille ans.
J’étais un ge’ant, j’étais presque- presq’aussi fort que l’oce’an.
J’étais un bateau gigantesque. J’emportais des milliers d’amants.
J’étais la France. Qu’est-ce qu’il en reste?
Un corps-mort pour des cormorans. *
 
Quand je pense à la vieille anglaise qu’on appelait le “Queen Mary”,
Je ne voudrais pas finir comme elle sur un quai de Californie.
Que le plus grand navire de guerre ait le courage de me couler,
Le cul tourné à Saint-Nazaire, pays Breton où je suis né. *
 
When I think of old England one recalls the Queen Mary
beached so long on the cliffs of the pier in California.
When I think of the old English I fancy shipwrecked derelicts
anchored carriers who searched for a dream and never
returned to their home.
 
 
*Never again call me France.
France left me to sink.
Never again call me France.
This is my last will and testament.
 
I was a magnificent boat capable of lasting thousands of years.
I was a giant. I was nearly, almost stronger than the ocean itself.
I was a massive boat. I carried thousands of lovers.
I was France. What remains of it ?
A dead body for the seagulls.  *
 
When I think of Old England I think about the Queen Mary
I would not like to end up like her on the pier of California.
More grand than a warship with the courage to sink me
I was turned over at Saint-Nazaire in Brittany where I was born. *
 
Words by Michel Sardou and Pierre Delanoe
Music by Jacques Revaux
Texte et musique aux droits d’auteur
All rights reserved for authors
  
 
Bisous gigantesque pour toi… et toi… et toi…    
   
The Castle Lady ! Le Chateau Demoiselle !  
 
 
 
 
 
 
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6 Responses to La France

  1. namchul says:

    잘 보구 갑니다  ,,,, 나의 천사 친구님 ,, 오늘도 아름다운 하루 보내세요 ,,,,,,,,,hug,,,,,,,,

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  2. La Chouette Noire says:

    A cette époque là, en effet, on aurait bien aimer le sauver, le paquebot France ! Amitié et bises. Danyel

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  3. Evelyn says:

    Merci pour ta visite, Danyel ! J\’aime bien cette chanson, aussi. Je voudrais avoir vu "France" pour moi-meme, aussi. Un grand legende bien sur !
     
                                                              Le Chateau Demoiselle avec plusiers des bisous !  ;  )

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  4. mammo says:

     Merci de ton com et aussi merci de ce beau partage !je suis émue en écoutant michel Sardou !à binetôt CRIS

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  5. rémy says:

    salut carla, alors tu es devenue reine d\’Angleterre?

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  6. Evelyn says:

    Carla ? Tu as avec moi confus avec unautre, peut-etre? J\’espere tu aime neanmois le chanson ! ;  ) 
     
                          Le Chateau Demoiselle    BIZOO

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