Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Souris Pas Tony, artist - Barbara. Album song La Joconde, in the genre ДжазDate of issue: 16.03.2014
Record label: Cmb
Song language: French
Souris Pas Tony(original) |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Ecoute-moi |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Rappelle-toi |
| Il y avait des lilas blancs |
| De l’inévitable Nogent |
| Il y avait des ciels si bleus |
| Inévitablement dans nos yeux |
| Et puis aussi de banales chansons |
| Qui jaillissaient des accordéons |
| Et notre amour qui tournoyait |
| Sous l’inévitable mois de mai |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Rappelle-toi |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Ecoute-moi |
| Il y a eu les jours d’erreur |
| Qui pleuvaient sur notre bonheur |
| Il y a eu la faim, le froid |
| Notre amour n’a pas supporté ça |
| Et puis toujours, ces banales chansons |
| Les mêmes pourtant mais plus dans le même ton |
| Et la vie qui passait, passait |
| Effeuillant les roses de mai |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Ecoute-moi |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Rappelle-toi |
| Maintenant, il n’y a plus rien |
| Plus d’orage, plus de froid, plus de faim |
| Il n’y a que ton journal |
| Notre ronron, mes soupirs, ce petit bal |
| Où malgré tout de banales chansons |
| Vont s'émiettant d’un accordéon |
| Et notre amour doré, doré |
| En photo sur la cheminée |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Rappelle-toi |
| Il y avait des lilas blancs |
| Des ciels si bleus |
| Et des chansons et des chansons |
| Jaillissant des accordéons |
| Ne souris pas, Tony |
| Regarde moi… |
| (translation) |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Listen to me |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Reminds you |
| There were white lilacs |
| From the inevitable Nogent |
| There were skies so blue |
| Inevitably in our eyes |
| And then also banal songs |
| Which sprang from the accordions |
| And our spinning love |
| Beneath the inevitable month of May |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Reminds you |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Listen to me |
| There were the days of error |
| that rained on our happiness |
| There was hunger, cold |
| Our love couldn't take it |
| And then always, those banal songs |
| The same, however, but more in the same tone |
| And the life that passed, passed |
| Leafing the May Roses |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Listen to me |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Reminds you |
| Now there's nothing left |
| No more storm, no more cold, no more hunger |
| There's only your diary |
| Our purr, my sighs, this little ball |
| Where in spite of everything banal songs |
| Go crumbling from an accordion |
| And our golden, golden love |
| Pictured on the fireplace |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Reminds you |
| There were white lilacs |
| Skies so blue |
| And songs and songs |
| Springing from the accordions |
| Don't smile, Tony |
| Look at me… |