Lyrics of Le Gros Boris - Dominique A

Le Gros Boris (original)

A trop le dire le temps passe
Et Boris se sent vieux
Dans l’heure qui suit son oeil tourne
Boris est tombe
Mène droit chez l’herboriste
Boris a l’air d’aller mieux
Celle qui l’a sauve le couve
Et Boris en rajoute un peu
Celle qui l’a sauve le quitte
Et Boris avec effroi
Voit passer des jours terribles
Qu’il ne comprends pas
Des jours hargneux le poursuivent
Ces vieux jours, ce sont ceux la
Un retour chez l’herboriste
Et Boris a l’air moins triste
Boris et sa carabine
Font des cartons sur un chat
Mais nul ne s’en formalise
Boris en est la
C’est un sale guerre la guerre lasse
Contre la montre aux aguets
Celle qui mène a tant de frais

(translation)

Saying it too much time flies
And Boris feels old
In the hour that follows his eye turns
Boris has fallen
Leads straight to the herbalist
Boris seems to be doing better
The one who saved him smolders
And Boris adds a bit
The one who saved him leaves him
And Boris with dread
See terrible days pass
That he doesn't understand
Surly days pursue him
Those old days are the ones
A return to the herbalist
And Boris looks less sad
Boris and his rifle
Cards on a cat
But no one cares
Boris is the one
It's a dirty war the weary war
Against the clock on the lookout
The one that leads to so many costs