Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le chant des partisans , by - Anna MarlyRelease date: 31.12.1940
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le chant des partisans , by - Anna MarlyLe chant des partisans(original) |
| Ami, entends-tu |
| Le vol noir des corbeaux |
| Sur nos plaines? |
| Ami, entends-tu |
| Les cris sourds du pays |
| Qu’on enchaîne? |
| Ohé! |
| partisans |
| Ouvriers et paysans |
| C’est l’alarme! |
| Ce soir l’ennemi |
| Connaîtra le prix du sang |
| Et des larmes! |
| Montez de la mine |
| Descendez des collines |
| Camarades! |
| Sortez de la paille |
| Les fusils, la mitraille |
| Les grenades… |
| Ohé! |
| les tueurs |
| A la balle et au couteau |
| Tuez vite! |
| Ohé! |
| saboteur |
| Attention à ton fardeau: |
| Dynamite! |
| C’est nous qui brisons |
| Les barreaux des prisons |
| Pour nos frères |
| La haine à nos trousses |
| Et la faim qui nous pousse |
| La misère… |
| Il y a des pays |
| Où les gens au creux de lits |
| Font des rêves; |
| Ici, nous, vois-tu |
| Nous on marche et nous on tue |
| Nous on crève |
| Ici chacun sait |
| Ce qu’il veut, ce qui’il fait |
| Quand il passe… |
| Ami, si tu tombes |
| Un ami sort de l’ombre |
| A ta place |
| Demain du sang noir |
| Séchera au grand soleil |
| Sur les routes |
| Sifflez, compagnons |
| Dans la nuit la Liberté |
| Nous écoute… |
| (translation) |
| Friend, do you hear |
| The Black Flight of Crows |
| On our plains? |
| Friend, do you hear |
| The deaf cries of the country |
| What are we chaining? |
| Ahoy! |
| supporters |
| Workers and Peasants |
| It's the alarm! |
| Tonight the enemy |
| Will know the price of blood |
| And tears! |
| Climb from the mine |
| Descend from the hills |
| Comrades! |
| Get out of the chaff |
| Rifles, grapeshot |
| Pomegranates... |
| Ahoy! |
| the killers |
| With bullet and knife |
| Kill fast! |
| Ahoy! |
| saboteur |
| Mind your burden: |
| Dynamite! |
| It's us who break |
| prison bars |
| For our brothers |
| Hatred on our heels |
| And the hunger that drives us |
| Misery… |
| There are countries |
| Where people in hollow beds |
| Have dreams; |
| Here, we, do you see |
| We march and we kill |
| We are dying |
| Here everyone knows |
| What he wants, what he does |
| When he passes... |
| Friend, if you fall |
| A friend comes out of the shadows |
| In your place |
| Black Blood Tomorrow |
| Will dry in the sun |
| On the roads |
| Whistle, companions |
| In the night freedom |
| Listening to us... |