Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ballade à la lune , by - Georges Brassens. Song from the album Brassens chante les poètes, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 13.10.2016
Record label: Mercury
Song language: French
Ballade à la lune(original) |
| C'était, dans la nuit brune |
| Sur un clocher jauni |
| La lune |
| Comme un point sur un «i» |
| Lune, quel esprit sombre |
| Promène au bout d’un fil |
| Dans l’ombre |
| Ta face et ton profil? |
| Es-tu l'œil du ciel borgne? |
| Quel chérubin cafard |
| Nous lorgne |
| Sous ton masque blafard? |
| Est-ce un ver qui te ronge |
| Quand ton disque noirci |
| S’allonge |
| En croissant rétréci? |
| Es-tu, je t’en soupçonne |
| Le vieux cadran de fer |
| Qui sonne |
| L’heure aux damnés d’enfer? |
| Sur ton front qui voyage |
| Ce soir ont-ils compté |
| Quel âge |
| A leur éternité? |
| Qui t’avait éborgnée |
| L’autre nuit? |
| T'étais-tu |
| Cognée |
| Contre un arbre pointu? |
| Car tu vins, pâle et morne |
| Coller sur mes carreaux |
| Ta corne |
| A travers les barreaux |
| Lune, en notre mémoire |
| De tes belles amours |
| L’histoire |
| T’embellira toujours |
| Et toujours rajeunie |
| Tu seras du passant |
| Bénie |
| Pleine lune ou croissant |
| Et qu’il vente ou qu’il neige |
| Moi-même, chaque soir |
| Que fais-je |
| Venant ici m’asseoir? |
| Je viens voir à la brune |
| Sur le clocher jauni |
| La lune |
| Comme un point sur un «i» |
| Je viens voir à la brune |
| Sur le clocher jauni |
| La lune |
| Comme un point sur un «i» |
| (translation) |
| It was in the dark night |
| On a yellowed steeple |
| The moon |
| Like a dot on an "i" |
| Moon, what a dark spirit |
| Walk at the end of a thread |
| In the dark |
| Your face and your profile? |
| Are you the eye of the one-eyed sky? |
| What a cockroach cherub |
| Eyeing us |
| Under your pale mask? |
| Is it a worm eating you |
| When your disc blackened |
| Elongates |
| Growing shrunken? |
| Are you, I suspect |
| The Old Iron Dial |
| Who is ringing |
| Time for the damned in hell? |
| On your brow that travels |
| Tonight did they count |
| How old |
| In their eternity? |
| who knocked you out |
| The other night? |
| were you |
| ax |
| Against a sharp tree? |
| For you came pale and dreary |
| Stick on my tiles |
| your horn |
| Through the bars |
| Moon, in our memory |
| Of your beautiful loves |
| The story |
| Will always beautify you |
| And always rejuvenated |
| You will be passing |
| blessed |
| Full Moon or Crescent |
| And whether it's windy or it's snowing |
| Myself, every night |
| What do I do |
| Coming here to sit? |
| I come to see the brunette |
| On the yellowed steeple |
| The moon |
| Like a dot on an "i" |
| I come to see the brunette |
| On the yellowed steeple |
| The moon |
| Like a dot on an "i" |