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Slatka Francuska

Poznate uspomene
Naviru mi ponovo
Setih se moje crne bluze
Kad sam bio đak
Na putu za školu
Pevušio sam glasno
Balade bez reči
Stare pesme iz prošlosti
 
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Slatka Francuska,
Draga zemljo mog detinjstva
Ušuškan u nežnoj bezbrižnosti
Čuvah te u srcu !
Moje selo sa zvonikom i otmenim kućama
Gde deca mog doba
Deliše moju radost
Da, volim te
I poklanjam ti ovu pesmu
Da, volim te
U dobrim i lošim vremenima (u radosti il' bolu)
Slatka Francuska
Draga zemljo mog detinjstva
Ušuškan u nežnoj bezbrižnosti
Čuvah te u srcu
 
Poznajem pejzaže
I ova divna sunca
Sa udaljenih putovanja
Daleko pod tuđim nebom
Ali mnogo više volim
Moje plavo nebo, moj horizont
Moj glavni put i moju reku
Moju livadu i moju kuću.
 
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The extraordinary garden

It's an extraordinary garden
There are ducks that speak english
I give them bread, they shake their behinds
Telling me 'Thank you very much Mister Trenet'
You can also see statues
That keep quiet all day long, they say
But I know that as soon as the night comes
They go dancing on the grass
Dad, it's an extraordinary garden
There are birds that run a buffet
They sell grain, small pieces of Gruyere
Among their clients, there's the mayor and the sous-préfet
 
I needed to find, in this big, gloomy city
Where tourists are bored in the back of the bus
I needed to find a place for a walk
I admit, that Saturday, I entered there by chance
In, in, in
 
An extraordinary garden
Far from the black buildings and from the zebra crossings
There was a dancing ball given by primroses
In a verdant corner, two little frogs were singing
A song to say hello to the moon
As soon as she appeared, all rosy with emotion
I believe they sang the brown waltz
An old owl told me: 'So distinguished!'
Mom, in this extraordinary garden
I suddenly saw the most beautiful girl passing by
She approached me and said to me without manners
I like you very much, I like men with stars in their eyes!
 
I needed to find, in this big perverse city
A nice love affair, a little twenty-year-old flirt
That would make me forget that love is a business
In the city's pubs:
Yes but, yes but not in ...
In, in, in
 
My extraordinary garden
An angel of the Weird, a policeman told us
Stretch out on the green heather
I'll play the lute for you while you're together
This policeman was a great poet
But we preferred, Artemise and I
The softness of a secret place
That she made me discover deep in the woods
For those who want to know where this garden is
It is, you see, at the heart of my song
I fly there sometimes when sadness hurts me
All it takes is a little imagination
All it takes is a little imagination
All it takes is a little imagination!
 

la mer

Versions:
La mer
qu'on voit danser le long des golfes clairs
a des reflets d'argent,
la mer,
des reflets changeants
sous la pluie.
 
La mer
au ciel d'été confond
ses blancs moutons
avec les anges si purs,
la mer bergère d'azur
infinie.
 
Voyez,
près des étangs,
ces grands roseaux mouillés.
Voyez,
ces oiseaux blancs
et ces maisons rouillées.
 
La mer
les a bercés
le long des golfes clairs
et d'une chanson d'amour,
la mer
a bercé mon cœur pour la vie.
 

I Have Your Hand

We are lounging on the summer grass.
It grows late, you can hear lovers and birds singing.
You hear the whisper of the country wind.
You hear the mountain sing.
 
I have your hand in my hand, I touch your fingers.
I have my eyes on your eyes and everywhere you see
only that night, beautiful night, only the wonderful sky
that seems to blossom in turn tender and mysterious.
Come closer, my love, your heart against my heart,
and tell me that there is no more charming happiness
that these eyes in the sky, than this sky in your eyes,
than your hand touching my hand.
 
I know nothing of you—you know nothing of me.
We are only two vagabonds—
you, a girl of the woods, me, a bad boy.
My coat is torn. I no longer have a home.
I have nothing but this beautiful season.
 
I have your hand in my hand, I touch your fingers.
I have my eyes on your eyes and everywhere you see
only that night, beautiful night, only the wonderful sky
that seems to blossom in turn tender and mysterious.
Come closer, closer, my love, your heart against my heart,
and tell me that there is no more charming happiness
that these eyes in the sky, than this sky in your eyes,
than your hand touching my hand.
 

Trip to Canada

A most charming family
Three kids, mama, papa
Left one fine day from Nantes
To visit Canada
Finalizing their itenirary
After a lot of thinking
They chose, oddly
These means of travel
So that prior to leaving
They sang for fun...
 
We'll go to Toronto by car
We'll go to Montreal by horseback
We'll cross Quebec on foot
We'll go to Ottawa by ouaoua¹
We'll go to Valleyfield on a tightrope
We'll go to Trois-Rivieres in a litter
Pass by Chicoutimi asleep
We'll swim to Lake St-Jean
There it is, there's a wonderful trip, a wonderful trip
There it is, there's a wonderful trip to Canada
 
Yes but sometimes it's strange
We don't always do what we want
Very often luck changes
Our most well laid plans
Our friends were, unluckily
Victims of a diversion
By the agency office head
Of means of travel
And because of an employee
Who switched up the tickets
 
They swam to Toronto
They went to Montreal asleep
They went to Quebec in a litter
They went to Ottawa on a tightrope
They went to Valleyfield by foot
They went to Trois-Riviere by ouaoua¹
Pass through Chicoutimi on horseback
They plunged into Lake St Jean by car
There it is, there's a wonderful trip, a wonderful trip
There it is, there's a wonderful trip to Canada
 
Since that time, ladies and gentlemen
The travellers came to understand
In order to avoid drama
One must at all costs
Double-check with the agencies
The travel tickets
If you leave for vacation
The simplest of precautions
Is to sing my little song
My little itenerary song
1, 2
We'll go to Toronto by car
We'll go to Montreal by horseback
We'll cross Quebec by foot
We'll go to Ottawa by ouaoua¹
We'll go to Valleyfield on a tightrope
We'll go to Trois-Rivieres in a litter
Pass Chicoutimi asleep
We'll swim to Lake St-Jean
There it is, there's a wonderful trip, a wonderful trip
There it is, there's a wonderful trip to Canada
 

Boom

The clock does tic tac tic tac
The birds of the lake do pic pic pic pic
Glou glou glou do all the turkeys
And the beautiful bell does ding din don
But .....
 
Boom
when our heart does Boom
Everything with it does Boom
And it is the love that is awakened
Boom
It sings : Love in Bloom
At the rhythm of this Boom
That again says Boom to the ear
 
Everything has changed since yesterday
And the street has eyes that look at the windows
There is lilac and there are outstretched hands
On the sea the sun will come out
 
Boom
The luminary of the day does Boom
Everything with it says Boom
When our heart does Boom
 
The wind in the woods does hoo hoo hoo
The doe at the barkings does meeh meeh meeh
The broken dishes do krik krin krak
And the wet feet do flic flic flac
But.....
 
Boom
when our heart does Boom
Everything with it says Boom
The bird says Boom, it's the storm
Boom
The lightning that does Boom to it
And the good God says Boom
On his sofa of clouds
 
For my love is brighter than the lightning
Lighter than a bird than a bee
And if it does Boom if it gets angry
It brings wonders with it
 
Boom
The whole world does Boom
All the univers does Boom
Beacuse my heart does Boom Boom
Boom
All i hear is Boom
It always does Boom Boom
Boo Boom Boom...