Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ding din dong , by - Édith Piaf. Release date: 27.02.2010
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ding din dong , by - Édith Piaf. Ding din dong(original) |
| Quand il naquit, son p? |
| Re sa m? |
| Re |
| Depuis longtemps, ne s’aimaient plus |
| ? |
| A fait qu’il arriva sur terre |
| Un peu comme un enfant perdu |
| Quand on est m? |
| Me,? |
| A vous d? |
| Go? |
| Te |
| De ne jamais rire de tout son c? |
| Ur |
| Alors, tr? |
| S jeune, il prit la route |
| Et s’enfuit chercher le bonheur |
| Ding Din Dong, chantons sa plainte |
| Ding Din Dong, chantons-la donc |
| Il chercha dans la solitude |
| Il chercha aussi dans le bruit |
| De chercher, ayant l’habitude |
| Quand il le trouva, il s’enfuit |
| Puis il aima, elle? |
| Tait blonde |
| Elle l’aimait bien, oui mais voil?: |
| Elle se donnait? |
| Tout le monde |
| Il la battit puis s’en alla |
| Il se dit: «Les blondes sont volages |
| Mais les cheveux noirs c’est plus s? |
| Rieux. |
| «Il prit un brune, promit mariage |
| Pensant qu’cette fois il s’rait heureux |
| Au bout de cinq? |
| Six semaines |
| Elle s’ennuyait? |
| La maison |
| «Vraiment», dit-il, «je n’ai pas d’veine |
| Elle a pourtant pas les ch’veux blonds. |
| " |
| Il ne savait pas que les femmes |
| ? |
| A n’aime pas l’bonheur quotidien |
| Et l’pauvre gar? |
| On s’torturait l'? |
| Me: |
| «Mais j’l’aime… mon Dieu… Ah que j’l’aime bien.» |
| Et, mordu par la jalousie |
| Y n’savait plus que s’lamenter |
| «On va m’la prendre, elle est jolie.» |
| Alors il voulut la tuer |
| Mais elle? |
| Tait vraiment fid? |
| Le |
| Il l’aimait tant qu’il pr? |
| F? |
| Ra |
| Se faire sauter la cervelle |
| Il en mourut et puis voil? |
| Si cette histoire vous fait rire |
| C’est que vous n’avez rien compris |
| Il cherchait le bonheur, le pire |
| Est qu’il trouva la mort, tant pis… |
| Ding Din Dong, finit sa plainte… |
| Ding Din Dong, et Ding et Dong… |
| (translation) |
| When he was born, his p? |
| Re sa m? |
| D |
| For a long time, no longer loved each other |
| ? |
| Caused him to come to earth |
| Kind of like a lost child |
| When we're m? |
| Me,? |
| Do you have |
| Go? |
| You |
| To never laugh with all your heart? |
| Ur |
| So, tr? |
| As a young man he hit the road |
| And ran away to seek happiness |
| Ding Din Dong, let's sing his complaint |
| Ding Din Dong, let's sing it |
| He searched in loneliness |
| He also searched in the noise |
| To search, having the habit |
| When he found it, he fled |
| Then he loved her? |
| was blonde |
| She liked him, yes, but here it is?: |
| She gave herself? |
| Everyone |
| He beat her then walked away |
| He said to himself, "Blondes are flighty |
| But black hair is safer? |
| Rieux. |
| "He took a brunette, promised marriage |
| Thinking that this time he would be happy |
| After five? |
| Six weeks |
| Was she bored? |
| The House |
| "Really", he said, "I have no luck |
| She doesn't have blonde hair though. |
| " |
| He didn't know that women |
| ? |
| A does not like daily happiness |
| And the poor guy? |
| We were torturing ourselves? |
| Me: |
| "But I love him... my God... Ah I love him." |
| And, bitten by jealousy |
| He only knew how to lament |
| "We'll take her, she's pretty." |
| So he wanted to kill her |
| But she? |
| Was really fid? |
| the |
| He loved her so much that he pr? |
| F? |
| Ra |
| Blow your brains out |
| He died of it and then voila? |
| If this story makes you laugh |
| It's that you didn't understand anything |
| He was looking for happiness, the worst |
| Is that he found death, too bad... |
| Ding Din Dong, finish his complaint... |
| Ding Din Dong, and Ding and Dong... |
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