
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: Barclay
Song language: French
Gigi l'amoroso(original) |
Je vais vous raconter |
Avant de vous quitter |
L’histoire d’un p’tit village pres de Napoli |
Nous etions quatre amis |
Au bal tous les samedis |
A jouer, a chanter toute la nuit |
Giorgio a la guitare |
Sandro a la mandoline |
Moi je dansais en frappant du tambourin |
Mais tous ceux qui venaient |
C’etait pour ecouter |
Celui qui faisait battre tous les coeurs |
Et quand il arrivait |
La foule s’ecriait |
Arriva, Gigi l’Amoroso |
Croqueur d’amour, l’oeil de velours comme une caresse |
Gigi l’Amoroso |
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur |
Mais jamais sans tendresse |
Partout, c’etait la fete quand il chantait |
Zaza, luna caprese o sole mio |
Gigi Giuseppe |
Mais tout le monde l’appelait Gigi l’Amour |
Et les femmes etaient folles de lui, toutes |
La femme du boulanger, qui fermait sa boutique tous les mardis pour aller… |
La femme du notaire qui etait une sainte et qui n’vait jamais tromper son |
mari auparavant |
Et la veuve du colonel |
La veuve du colonel qui ne porta plus le deuil parce qu’il n’aimait pas le noir |
Toutes, je vous dis |
Meme moi, mais moi, Gigi aimait trop sa liberte, jusqu’au jour ou Une riche americaine |
A grands coups de je t’aime |
Lui proposa d’aller jusqu’a Hollywood |
Tu seras le plus beau |
De tous les Caruzos |
Lui disait-elle jusqu’a en perdre haleine |
Nous voila a la gare |
Avec tous nos mouchoirs |
Le coeur serre, emus par ce grand depart |
Pourtant on etait fier |
Qu’il depasse nos frontieres |
Gigi partait conquerir l’Amerique |
Et quand il arriva |
Le village etait la Arriva, Gigi l’Amoroso |
Croqueur d’amour, l’oeil de velours comme une caresse |
Gigi l’Amoroso |
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur |
Mais jamais sans tendresse |
Et la, devant la foule, il a chante |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
Gigi, quand le train est disparu, nous sommes tous rentres chez nous |
Et le lendemain, le village n’etait plus le meme |
La femme du boulanger refusa d’allumer son four |
La femme du notaire par desespoir pris plusieurs amants |
Et la veuve du colonel ferma ses persiennes et reprit le deuil pour la seconde fois |
Oui, le village avait bien change |
Et moi |
Les annees ont passe |
Cinq hivers, cinq etes |
No news, c’etait good news on nous avait dit |
Il a fallu du temps |
Du courage et du temps |
Pour arriver a continuer sans lui |
Et malgre son absence |
La nuit dans le silence |
En pliant nos costumes et nos instruments |
On entendait venir |
Comme une larme un soupir |
Du fond de la salle cette melodie |
Croqueur d’amour, l’oeil de velours comme une caresse |
Gigi, Gigi, c’est toi la-bas dans le noir |
Attends, laisse-moi te regarder |
Mais tu pleures |
Tu pleures Gigi |
Ca n’a pas ete la-bas, hein |
Et alors, et alors qu’est ce qu’ils comprennent ces Americains a part le rock |
et le twist, hein |
Ma Gigi, qu’est-ce que tu croyais, devenir comme ca Gigi l’Americano |
E invece no, tu sei Giuseppe Frabrizio Luca Santini |
Et tu es Nappolitain |
Ecoute, Giorgio s’est mis a la guitare |
Attends, Sandro est la aussi |
Mais, mais tu ne peux pas t’en aller comme ca Ici tu es chez toi |
Ici tu es le roi |
Tu entends, tu les entends Gigi |
Ils sont tous la Ils ont du te reconnaitre a la gare |
Chante Gigi, chante, c’est ton public |
Chante pour eux, chante pour moi qui n’ai jamais su te parler |
Oui, vas-y, bravo Gigi, chante |
Arriva, Gigi l’Amoroso |
Croqueur d’amour, l’oeil de velours comme une caresse |
Gigi l’Amoroso |
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur |
Mais jamais sans tendresse |
Partout, c’etait la fete quand il chantait |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
Arriva, Gigi l’Amoroso |
Croqueur d’amour, l’oeil de velours comme une caresse |
Gigi l’Amoroso |
Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur |
Mais jamais sans tendresse |
Partout, c’etait la fete quand il chantait |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
(translation) |
I'll tell you |
Before you leave |
The story of a small village near Napoli |
We were four friends |
At the ball every Saturday |
Playing, singing all night |
Giorgio on guitar |
Sandro on the mandolin |
Me I was dancing hitting the tambourine |
But everyone who came |
It was to listen |
The one who made all hearts beat |
And when he arrived |
The crowd cried |
Arriva, Gigi the Amoroso |
Love cruncher, velvet eye like a caress |
Gigi the Amoroso |
Always winning, sometimes heartless |
But never without tenderness |
Everywhere it was a party when he sang |
Zaza, luna caprese o sole mio |
Gigi Giuseppe |
But everyone called her Gigi Love |
And the women were crazy about him, all |
The baker's wife, who closed her shop every Tuesday to go... |
The notary's wife who was a saint and who was never going to cheat on her |
previously husband |
And the colonel's widow |
The colonel's widow who no longer mourned because he didn't like black |
All I tell you |
Me, but me, Gigi loved her freedom too much, until the day when A rich American |
With great blows of I love you |
Told him to go to Hollywood |
You will be the most beautiful |
Of all the Caruzos |
She told him until she lost her breath |
Here we are at the station |
With all our handkerchiefs |
The heart sinks, moved by this great departure |
Yet we were proud |
That it goes beyond our borders |
Gigi was leaving to conquer America |
And when he arrived |
The village was the Arriva, Gigi the Amoroso |
Love cruncher, velvet eye like a caress |
Gigi the Amoroso |
Always winning, sometimes heartless |
But never without tenderness |
And there, in front of the crowd, he sang |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
Gigi, when the train disappeared, we all went home |
And the next day the village wasn't the same |
The baker's wife refused to light her oven |
The notary's wife out of desperation took several lovers |
And the colonel's widow closed her blinds and resumed mourning for the second time |
Yes, the village had changed a lot |
And me |
The years have passed |
Five winters, five summers |
No news, it was good news we were told |
It took time |
Courage and Time |
To get on without him |
And despite his absence |
The night in silence |
By folding our costumes and our instruments |
We heard coming |
Like a tear a sigh |
From the back of the room this melody |
Love cruncher, velvet eye like a caress |
Gigi, Gigi, that's you over there in the dark |
Wait, let me look at you |
But you cry |
You cry Gigi |
It was not there, eh |
So what do they understand these Americans but rock |
and the twist, huh |
My Gigi, what did you think, become like that Gigi the Americano |
E invece no, tu sei Giuseppe Frabrizio Luca Santini |
And you are Neapolitan |
Listen, Giorgio took up the guitar |
Wait, Sandro is here too |
But, but you can't just walk away Here you are at home |
Here you are the king |
You hear, you hear them Gigi |
They're all there They must have recognized you at the station |
Sing Gigi, sing, it's your audience |
Sing for them, sing for me who never knew how to talk to you |
Yes, go ahead, well done Gigi, sing |
Arriva, Gigi the Amoroso |
Love cruncher, velvet eye like a caress |
Gigi the Amoroso |
Always winning, sometimes heartless |
But never without tenderness |
Everywhere it was a party when he sang |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
Arriva, Gigi the Amoroso |
Love cruncher, velvet eye like a caress |
Gigi the Amoroso |
Always winning, sometimes heartless |
But never without tenderness |
Everywhere it was a party when he sang |
Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio |
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