Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jean et martine (Le routier), artist - Édith Piaf. Album song Un homme comme les autres - Mes premieres chansons, in the genre Эстрада
Date of issue: 15.11.2013
Record label: Salt&pepper
Song language: French
Jean et martine (Le routier)(original) |
Jean le routier roule sur la route |
Il y a les arbres, il y a les champs |
La pluie qui tombe à grosses gouttes |
'y a les virages, il y a le vent |
Il y a le froid et le soleil |
Il y a le jour, il y a la nuit |
Et la fatigue, et le sommeil |
Et les quinze tonnes, ça fait du bruit |
… Mais il y a aussi? |
La maison |
Sa petite Martine et sa chanson |
«Jean va rentrer de sa tournée» |
Chante Martine dans sa cuisine |
«Il sera sûrement fatigué |
Il aura sa pauvre petite mine |
Mais je pourrai le regarder |
Et l’embrasser pendant qu’il d? |
Ne |
Et le soigner, le cajoler |
Et me serrer sur sa poitrine |
Plus tard quand il s’endormira |
Moi, je serai dans ses bras… " |
Il y a du brouillard? |
Sa fenêtre |
Martine attend… On a sonné |
C’est un monsieur avec une lettre |
Il a l’air sombre et ennuyé |
«La Compagnie… Condoléances… |
Un accident… Faut signer l… |
Il y a les obsèques et l’assurance… «Pourtant Martine ne comprend pas |
Ce n’est pas vrai… Elle n’y croit pas |
Dans cinq minutes il sera l… |
«…Jean va rentrer de sa tournée» |
Chante Martine dans sa cuisine |
«Il sera sûrement fatigué |
Il aura sa pauvre petite mine |
… Je vais le soigner, le cajoler… |
Et me serrer sur sa poitrine |
Plus tard quand il s’endormira… |
Non! |
Non! |
Non… |
Jean… Jean… |
Oh! |
Jean! |
" |
(translation) |
John the trucker rolls down the road |
There are trees, there are fields |
The dripping rain |
there are the turns, there is the wind |
There's the cold and the sun |
There's day, there's night |
And fatigue, and sleep |
And the fifteen tons, it makes noise |
… But there is also? |
The House |
His little Martine and her song |
"Jean is coming back from his tour" |
Sings Martine in her kitchen |
"He will surely be tired |
He'll have his poor little face |
But I could watch it |
And kiss him while he d? |
not |
And nurse him, cuddle him |
And hug me to his chest |
Later when he falls asleep |
I will be in his arms…" |
There is fog? |
His window |
Martine is waiting… The bell rang |
It's a gentleman with a letter |
He looks gloomy and bored |
“The Company… Condolences… |
An accident... Must sign the... |
There are the funerals and the insurance… "Yet Martine does not understand |
It's not true... She doesn't believe it |
In five minutes he will be the... |
“…Jean will come back from his tour” |
Sings Martine in her kitchen |
"He will surely be tired |
He'll have his poor little face |
…I will nurse him, cuddle him… |
And hug me to his chest |
Later when he falls asleep... |
Nope! |
Nope! |
Nope… |
John... John... |
Oh! |
Jeans! |
" |