| Dans ce bled il faisait chaud
| In this village it was hot
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| L’ennui nous trouait la peau
| Boredom pierced our skin
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| L’on partait sans savoir si
| We left without knowing if
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| L’on reviendrait au pays
| We would come back home
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| A la caserne le soir
| At the barracks in the evening
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| On avait souvent l’cafard
| We often had the blues
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| Heureusement y avait Fanny
| Luckily there was Fanny
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| J’y pense encore aujourd’hui
| I still think about it today
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Dans ce pauvre cabaret
| In this poor cabaret
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Et nous autres on l'écoutait
| And the rest of us were listening
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| Certains soirs c'était fatal
| Some nights it was fatal
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| Ses chansons nous faisaient mal
| His songs hurt us
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| Alors on riait plus fort
| So we laughed harder
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| Et l’on buvait plus encore
| And we drank more
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| Mais Fanny qui le savait
| But Fanny who knew
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| Venait vers nous et trinquait
| Came up to us and toasted
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| Heureusement y avait Fanny
| Luckily there was Fanny
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| J’y pense encore aujourd’hui
| I still think about it today
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Dans ce pauvre cabaret
| In this poor cabaret
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Et nous autres on l'écoutait
| And the rest of us were listening
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| Un jour on est repartis
| One day we left
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| Car la guerre était finie
| 'Cause the war was over
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| Mais au milieu du chemin
| But in the middle of the way
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| Fanny pleurait dans ses mains
| Fanny was crying into her hands
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| Alors on lui a souri
| So we smiled at him
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| Que voulez-vous c’est la vie
| What do you want it's life
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| Et la chanson de Fanny
| And Fanny's song
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| J’y pense encore aujourd’hui
| I still think about it today
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Dans ce pauvre cabaret
| In this poor cabaret
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| Y avait Fanny qui chantait
| There was Fanny singing
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| Et nous autres on l'écoutait… | And the rest of us were listening... |