Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anna, artist - Claude Nougaro. Album song Embarquement Immédiat, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 05.09.2000
Record label: Capitol
Song language: French
Anna(original) |
Ca fait cent vingt jours |
Que je tourne autour |
D’une nuit d’amour |
Avec Anna |
Ca fait cent vingt mois |
Qu’elle veut pas de moi |
Elle me trouve terne |
Pas assez fort en thème |
Je ne trouve pas le thème |
Qui fasse mouiller Anna |
A chacun ses poèmes |
Anna, Anna, Anathème |
Je trouve pas le théorème |
Au tableau noir d’Anna |
Je suis un cancre las |
Las, las, las, las, las |
Oh que je suis las |
Eh oui, j’en suis là |
Avec Anna |
Pourtant je la suis |
Comme le coolie |
Portant les colis |
De la mélancolie |
Mais je vais trouver le thème |
Qui arrosera Anna |
Son regard de sirène |
Va se pencher sur mon cas |
Elle comprendra ma reine |
Que sa couronne c’est moi |
Hip Hip Hip Hourra |
Hip Hip Hip Euréka |
Hosa Hosa Hosannah |
Elle comprendra ma reine |
L'étendue du talent |
Mais en attendant |
Ca fait cent vingt jours |
Que je tourne autour |
D’une nuit d’amour |
Avec Anna |
Ca fait cent vingt mois |
Qu’elle veut pas de moi |
Elle me trouve terne |
Pas assez fort en thème |
(translation) |
It's been a hundred and twenty days |
That I turn around |
Of a night of love |
With Anna |
It's been a hundred and twenty months |
That she doesn't want me |
She finds me dull |
Not strong enough in theme |
I can't find the theme |
Who makes Anna wet |
To each his own poems |
Anna, Anna, Anathema |
I can't find the theorem |
At Anna's Blackboard |
I'm a weary dunce |
Weary, weary, weary, weary, weary |
Oh how tired I am |
Yes, I'm here |
With Anna |
Yet I am |
Like the coolie |
Carrying the parcels |
of melancholy |
But I'll find the theme |
Who will water Anna |
Her siren gaze |
Go look into my case |
She will understand my queen |
That his crown is me |
Hip Hip Hip Hooray |
Hip Hip Hip Eureka |
Hosa Hosa Hosannah |
She will understand my queen |
The breadth of talent |
But meanwhile |
It's been a hundred and twenty days |
That I turn around |
Of a night of love |
With Anna |
It's been a hundred and twenty months |
That she doesn't want me |
She finds me dull |
Not strong enough in theme |