Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le Petit joueur de flã»teau , by - Georges Brassens. Release date: 08.06.2020
Song language: French
Le Petit joueur de flã»teau(original) |
| 1Le petit joueur de flteau |
| Menait la musique au chteau |
| Pour la grce de ses chansons |
| Le roi lui offrit un blason |
| Je ne veux pas tre noble |
| Rpondit le croque-note |
| Avec un blason la clef |
| Mon «la» se mettrait gonfler |
| On dirait par tout le pays |
| «Le joueur de flte a trahi». |
| 2Et mon pauvre petit clocher |
| Me semblerait trop bas perch |
| Je ne plierais plus les genoux |
| Devant le Bon Dieu de chez nous |
| Il faudrait ma grande me Tous les saints de Notre-Dame |
| Avec un vque la clef |
| Mon «la» se mettrait gonfler… |
| 3Et la chambre o j’ai vu le jour |
| Me serait un triste sjour |
| Je quitterais mon lit mesquin |
| Pour une couche baldaquin |
| Je changerais ma chaumire |
| Pour une gentilhommire |
| Avec un manoir la clef |
| Mon «la» se mettrait gonfler… |
| 4Je serais honteux de mon sang |
| Des aeux de qui je descends |
| On me verrait bouder dessus |
| La branche don’t je suis issu |
| Je voudrais un magnifique |
| Arbre gnalogique |
| Avec du sang bleu la clef |
| Mon «la» se mettrait gonfler… |
| 5Je ne voudrais plus pouser |
| Ma promise, ma fiance |
| Je ne donnerais pas mon nom |
| Une quelconque Ninon |
| Il me faudrait pour compagne |
| La fille d’un grand d’Espagne |
| Avec une princesse la clef |
| Mon «la» se mettrait gonfler… |
| 6Le petit joueur de flteau |
| Fit la rvrence au chteau |
| Sans armoiries, sans parchemin |
| Sans gloire, il se mit en chemin |
| Vers son clocher, sa chaumine |
| Ses parents et sa promise |
| Nul de dise dans le pays |
| «Le joueur de flte a trahi» |
| Et Dieu reconnaisse pour sien |
| Le brave petit musicien. |
| (translation) |
| 1The little flute player |
| Led the music to the castle |
| For the grace of his songs |
| The king gave him a coat of arms |
| I don't want to be noble |
| Answered the crunchy note |
| With a coat of arms the key |
| My "the" would swell |
| Looks like all over the country |
| "The Pied Piper Has Betrayed". |
| 2And my poor little steeple |
| Would seem to me too low perch |
| I won't bend my knees anymore |
| In front of the Good Lord of our home |
| It would take my great me All the saints of Notre-Dame |
| With a vque the key |
| My "the" would swell... |
| 3And the room where I was born |
| Would be a sad stay for me |
| I would leave my petty bed |
| For a canopy layer |
| I would change my cottage |
| For a gentleman |
| With a mansion the key |
| My "the" would swell... |
| 4I would be ashamed of my blood |
| From whose ancestors I descend |
| I would be seen sulking over it |
| The branch I came from |
| I would like a beautiful |
| family tree |
| With blue blood the key |
| My "the" would swell... |
| 5I don't want to marry anymore |
| My promise, my fiance |
| I wouldn't give my name |
| Any Ninon |
| I would need for companion |
| The daughter of a great from Spain |
| With a princess the key |
| My "the" would swell... |
| 6The little flute player |
| Bowed at the castle |
| Without coat of arms, without parchment |
| Inglorious he went on his way |
| Towards its steeple, its cottage |
| His parents and his bride |
| None to say in the country |
| "The Pied Piper Has Betrayed" |
| And God acknowledges for his |
| The brave little musician. |