Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Un, deux, trois, artist - Carole Fredericks
Date of issue: 02.12.1990
Song language: French
Un, deux, trois(original) |
Ça m’a pris par surprise quand j'étais qu’un gamin |
J’regardais tomber mes nuits et j’en attendais rien |
Moi à Springfield Massachussetts, la vie coulait comme de l’eau |
Un matin, j’ai pris perpète en ouvrant la radio |
Ça s’appelait rock and roll, moi ça m’a rendue folle |
Moi j’y ai rien compris, sauf que c'était ma vie |
T’y comprends rien mais qu'ça sonne |
Ça f’sait Un, deux, trois, pretty mama |
Quatre, cinq, six, I miss you |
Sept, huit, neuf, cannot get enough |
Dix, onze, douze, I ain’t got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you’re on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when |
Il paraît qu’il y en aurait qui se damnent |
Pour du pouvoir, pour de l’or |
Chacun sa façon de brader son âme |
On les plaint pour ce qu’ils ignorent |
Moi quand j’entends l’intro de «Hey Joe» |
Oh je l’comprends mieux qu’aucun mot |
Et rien ne me met dans le même état que la voix d’Aretha |
Ça s’appelait rock and roll, moi ça m’a rendue folle |
Moi j’y ai rien compris, sauf que c'était ma vie |
T’y comprends rien mais qu'ça sonne |
Un, deux, trois, pretty mama |
Quatre, cinq, six, I miss you |
Sept, huit, neuf, cannot get enough |
Dix, onze, douze, I ain’t got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you’re on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when |
Et c'était plus qu’une musique, un langage, une communion |
Une religion laïque, notre façon de dire non |
Des cheveux longs jusqu’au blouson |
Mêmes idoles et mêmes temples |
Nous allions tous même direction, nulle part, oui mais ensemble |
Ça f’sait un, deux, trois, pretty mama |
Quatre, cinq, six, I miss you |
Sept, huit, neuf, cannot get enough |
Dix, onze, douze, I ain’t got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you’re on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when. |
(translation) |
It took me by surprise when I was just a kid |
I watched my nights fall and I expected nothing |
Me in Springfield Massachussetts, life flowed like water |
One morning I took life by turning on the radio |
It was called rock and roll, it drove me crazy |
Me, I didn't understand anything, except that it was my life |
You don't understand anything about it but let it sound |
That's one, two, three, pretty mama |
Four, five, six, I miss you |
Seven, eight, nine, can't get enough |
Ten, eleven, twelve, I ain't got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you're on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when |
It seems that there would be some who damn themselves |
For power, for gold |
Everyone has their own way of selling off their soul |
We pity them for what they don't know |
Me when I hear the intro to "Hey Joe" |
Oh I understand it better than any words |
And nothing puts me in the same state as Aretha's voice |
It was called rock and roll, it drove me crazy |
Me, I didn't understand anything, except that it was my life |
You don't understand anything about it but let it sound |
One, two, three, pretty mama |
Four, five, six, I miss you |
Seven, eight, nine, can't get enough |
Ten, eleven, twelve, I ain't got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you're on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when |
And it was more than music, language, fellowship |
A secular religion, our way of saying no |
Long hair down to the jacket |
Same idols and same temples |
We were all going the same direction, nowhere, yes but together |
That's one, two, three, pretty mama |
Four, five, six, I miss you |
Seven, eight, nine, can't get enough |
Ten, eleven, twelve, I ain't got the blues |
One, two, three, come on baby |
Four, five, six, a kiss |
Seven, eight, nine, you're on my mind |
Ten, eleven, twelve, tell me when. |