Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La romance de Paris, artist - Alcione. Album song La Romance de Paris, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 16.12.2012
Record label: Black Sheep
Song language: French
La romance de Paris(original) |
| Paroles de la chanson Ignace: |
| Ignace |
| Fernandel |
| Paroles: Jean Manse, Musique: Roger Dumas |
| Lorsque je suis né |
| Mes parents étonnés |
| Fir’nt tout d’abord un drôl' de nez |
| Quand vint le docteur |
| J’appris avec terreur |
| Que j’aurai pu être ma s? |
| ur |
| Quand on s’aperçut |
| Qu’j’avais quéqu' chose en plus |
| Ils me baptisèr'nt alors tout émus |
| Ignace! |
| Ignace! |
| C’est un petit, petit nom charmant |
| Ignace! |
| Ignace! |
| Qui me vient tout droit de mes parents |
| Ignace! |
| Ignace! |
| Il est bien et me va comm' un gant |
| Moi, je le trouve plein de grâce |
| Ignace! |
| Ignace! |
| Je n’m’en crois pas |
| Mais il me place |
| Ignace c’est un nom charmant |
| J’pourrais attention |
| M’app’ler sans prétention |
| Machin, Chose ou bien Tartempion |
| On n’la pas voulu |
| Et je suis convaincu |
| D’avoir un nom comme on n’voit plus |
| Mais en vérité |
| Je l’dis sans me flatter |
| Ça me donne une personnalité |
| Si j’suis père un jour |
| D’un enfant de l’amour |
| Je veux qu’il s’appelle à son tour |
| Du nom délicat |
| Et fin de son papa |
| C’est bien mieux que Jules ou Thomas |
| Si c’est un garçon |
| Et qu’il fasse des façons |
| Je lui dirais: Ecoute mon mignon |
| (translation) |
| Ignatius Lyrics: |
| Ignatius |
| Fernandel |
| Lyrics: Jean Manse, Music: Roger Dumas |
| When I was born |
| My parents surprised |
| Fir'nt first a funny nose |
| When the doctor came |
| I learned with terror |
| That I could have been my s? |
| ur |
| When we saw each other |
| That I had something more |
| They baptized me then all moved |
| Ignatius! |
| Ignatius! |
| It's a small, charming little name |
| Ignatius! |
| Ignatius! |
| Which comes straight from my parents |
| Ignatius! |
| Ignatius! |
| It's good and fits me like a glove |
| I find him full of grace |
| Ignatius! |
| Ignatius! |
| I don't believe it |
| But he places me |
| Ignatius is a lovely name |
| I could pay attention |
| Call me unpretentious |
| Thing, Thing, or Tartempion |
| We didn't want it |
| And I'm convinced |
| To have a name like you don't see anymore |
| But in truth |
| I say it without flattering myself |
| It gives me personality |
| If I'm a father one day |
| Of a child of love |
| I want him to call himself |
| From the tricky name |
| And his daddy's end |
| It's much better than Jules or Thomas |
| If it's a boy |
| And let him make ways |
| I would say to him: Listen, sweetie |