Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A la glacière, artist - Patachou. Album song Chansons de Bruant, in the genre Эстрада
Date of issue: 22.06.2020
Record label: Start Up
Song language: French
A la glacière(original) |
C'était l’pus beau, c'était l’pus gros |
Comm' qui dirait l’Emp’reur des dos |
I' gouvernait à la barrière |
A la Glacière |
Son pèr', qu’est mort à soixante ans |
L’avait r’levée aussi dans l’temps; |
Sa mère avait été daufière |
A la Glacière |
Lui, quand il était tout petit |
I' f’sait des galipet’s dans l’lit |
D’la Bièv' qu’est eun’joli' rivière |
A la Glacière |
Plus tard i' conduisit les veaux |
Après i' fit trotter les ch’vaux |
En s’agrippant à leur crinière |
A la Glacière |
Quand i' fallait r’cevoir un gnon |
Ou bouffer l’nez d’un maquignon |
Il était jamais en arrière |
A la Glacière |
I' racontait, avec orgueil |
Qu’i s’avait fait crever un œil |
Un soir, au coin d’eun’pissotière |
A la Glacière |
I' parlait aussi d’un marron… |
D’eun’nuit qu’on y avait sonné l’front |
Ca y avait r’tourné la caf’tière |
A la Glacière |
I' vient d’tomber comme un César |
Comme un princ' du sang, comme un czar |
On l’a crevé la s’main' dernière |
A la Glacière |
C’est pas un gros, c’est un p’tit mac |
Qui y a mis d’l’air dans l’estomac |
En y faisant eun’boutonnière |
A la Glacière |
C'était l’pus beau, c'était l’pus gros |
Comm' qui dirait l’Emp’reur des dos |
I' gouvernait à la barrière |
A la Glacière |
(translation) |
It was the most beautiful, it was the biggest |
Like who would say the Emperor of the backs |
I' was steering at the gate |
At the Glacier |
His father, who died at sixty years old |
Had also raised her in time; |
His mother had been a daufière |
At the Glacier |
Him, when he was little |
I do some somersaults in the bed |
Of the Bièv' what is a pretty river |
At the Glacier |
Later he drove the calves |
Afterwards he made the horses trot |
By clinging to their mane |
At the Glacier |
When I had to receive a gnomon |
Or eat a horse dealer's nose |
He was never back |
At the Glacier |
I' told, with pride |
That he had his eye gouged out |
One evening, at the corner of a pissotière |
At the Glacier |
I was also talking about a chestnut... |
Of eun'night that we had sounded the forehead there |
It had turned the cafetiere back to it |
At the Glacier |
I just fell like a Caesar |
Like a blood prince, like a czar |
We killed it last week |
At the Glacier |
It's not a big one, it's a little mac |
Who put air in the stomach |
By making it a buttonhole |
At the Glacier |
It was the most beautiful, it was the biggest |
Like who would say the Emperor of the backs |
I' was steering at the gate |
At the Glacier |