Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Un Poète Disparu , by - Fanny. Song from the album Fanny, in the genre ПопRelease date: 22.01.2018
Record label: Parlophone France
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Un Poète Disparu , by - Fanny. Song from the album Fanny, in the genre ПопUn Poète Disparu(original) |
| Je me souviens de lui a la rentrée dernière |
| C'était un jour de pluie dans la cour secondaire |
| Il portait un manteau comme tous les étudiants |
| On lui aurait donné à peine plus de vingt ans |
| Il est entré en classe il est venu s’asseoir |
| Comme les élèves en face de ce vieux tableau noir |
| Il disait mes enfants on est là pour comprendre |
| Que le monde est trop grand on n’peut pas tout apprendre |
| Pour tous ceux qui l’aimaient pour ceux qui l’ont connu |
| Il ne sera jamais un poète disparu |
| Il était un ami bien plus qu’un professeur |
| Et dans vingt ans d’ici il sera dans nos c urs. |
| Il disait des mots simples, des mots venus d’ailleurs |
| Comme le mendiant qui rit vaut bien le riche qui pleure |
| Il enseignait la vie d’une manière différente |
| Et cette leçon de vie était presque insolente |
| Il disait méfiez-vous de ce qui est écrit |
| Les poèmes les plus fous sont votre poésie |
| Il voulait que l’on soit heureux et responsables |
| La vérité n’est pas dans le fond d’un cartable |
| Ce vent de liberté qui a soufflé un jour |
| Sur les murs du lycée on s’en souvient toujours. |
| (translation) |
| I remember him last school |
| It was a rainy day in the high school yard |
| He wore a coat like all the students |
| He would have been thought to be just over twenty |
| He walked into class he came to sit down |
| Like the students in front of that old blackboard |
| He said my children we are here to understand |
| That the world is too big we can't learn everything |
| For all those who loved him for those who knew him |
| He will never be a dead poet |
| He was a friend more than a teacher |
| And in twenty years from now he will be in our hearts. |
| He said simple words, words from elsewhere |
| Like the laughing beggar is worth the crying rich |
| He taught life in a different way |
| And that life lesson was almost cheeky |
| He said beware of what is written |
| The craziest poems are your poetry |
| He wanted us to be happy and responsible |
| The truth is not in the bottom of a schoolbag |
| That wind of freedom that once blew |
| On the walls of the high school we always remember it. |
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