Lyrics of A la Bastille - Patachou

A la Bastille (original)

Son papa s’appelle Abraham
Il est l’enfant du macadam
Tout comm' sa môme en est la fille
A la Bastille
A quinze ans a s’app’lait Nini
All' tait grosse et grass' comme un I
A f’sait des travaux à l’aiguille
A la Bastille
Quand alle eut seize ans révolus
A s’app’lait… je n’me rappell' pus
A s’prom’nait autour de la grille
A la Bastille
On la rencontrait tous les soirs
Parfois l'éclat d’ses grands yeux noirs
Faisaient pâlir la lun' qui brille
A la Bastille
Maint’nant a sert dan' eun' maison
Où qu’on boit d’la bière à foison
Et du champagne qui pétille
A la Bastille
Ses tables sont un rendez-vous;
Les jeunes, les vieux y vont tous;
I' faut voir comme a les étrille
A la Bastille
Pour eun' thune a r’tir' son chapeau
Pour deux thun’s a r’tir' son manteau
Pour un sigue on la déshabille
A la Bastille
Alle a pas encore eu d’amant
Alle a qu’son père et sa maman
C’est ell' qui soutient sa famille
A la Bastille
Son papa s’appelle Abraham
Il est l’enfant du macadam
Tout comm' sa môme en est la fille
A la Bastille

(translation)

His dad's name is Abraham
He is the child of the tarmac
Just like his kid is the girl
At the Bastille
At fifteen, her name was Nini
All was fat and greasy like an I
Has done needlework
At the Bastille
When she was sixteen years old
It was called... I don't remember
A walked around the gate
At the Bastille
We met her every night
Sometimes the sparkle of her big black eyes
Made the shining moon pale
At the Bastille
Now has served in eun' house
Where we drink plenty of beer
And sparkling champagne
At the Bastille
His tables are a rendezvous;
Young, old all go there;
You have to see like the currycomb
At the Bastille
For eun' money took off his hat
For two thun's to take off his coat
For a sigue we undress her
At the Bastille
Alle hasn't had a lover yet
Alle has only her father and her mother
She's the one supporting her family
At the Bastille
His dad's name is Abraham
He is the child of the tarmac
Just like his kid is the girl
At the Bastille