Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lèche-cocu , by - Georges Brassens. Song from the album Intégrale des albums originaux, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2009
Record label: Mercury
Song language: French
Lèche-cocu(original) |
| Comme il chouchoutait les maris |
| Qu’il les couvrait de flatteries |
| Quand il en pinçait pour leurs femmes |
| Qu’il avait des cornes au cul |
| On l’appelait lèche-cocu |
| Oyez tous son histoire infâme |
| Si l’mari faisait du bateau |
| Il lui parlait de tirant d’eau |
| De voiles, de mâts de misaine |
| De yacht, de brick et de steamer |
| Lui, qui souffrait du mal de mer |
| En passant les ponts de la Seine |
| Si l’homme était un peu bigot |
| Lui qui sentait fort le fagot |
| Criblait le ciel de patenôtres |
| Communiait à grand fracas |
| Retirant même en certains cas |
| L’pain bénit d’la bouche d’un autre |
| Si l’homme était sergent de ville |
| En sautoir — mon Dieu, que c’est vil — |
| Il portait un flic en peluche |
| Lui qui, sans ménager sa voix |
| Criait: «Mort aux vaches «autrefois |
| Même atteint de la coqueluche |
| Si l’homme était un militant |
| Il prenait sa carte à l’instant |
| Pour bien se mettre dans sa manche |
| Biffant ses propres graffiti |
| Du vendredi, le samedi |
| Ceux du samedi, le dimanche |
| Et si l’homme était dans l’armée |
| Il entonnait pour le charmer: |
| «Sambre-et-Meuse «et tout le folklore |
| Lui, le pacifiste bêlant |
| Qui fabriquait des cerfs-volants |
| Avec le drapeau tricolore |
| (translation) |
| How he pampered husbands |
| That he showered them with flattery |
| When he had a crush on their wives |
| That he had horns on his ass |
| We called him cuckold |
| Hear all his infamous story |
| If the husband was boating |
| He was telling her about draft |
| Of sails, foremasts |
| Of yacht, brick and steamer |
| He, who suffered from seasickness |
| Passing the bridges of the Seine |
| If the man was a little bigoted |
| He who smelled strongly of fagot |
| Filled the sky with paternosters |
| Communicated loudly |
| Even withdrawing in some cases |
| The blessed bread from the mouth of another |
| If the man was a town sergeant |
| In a necklace — my God, how vile — |
| He was wearing a plush cop |
| He who, without sparing his voice |
| Cried: "Death to the cows" once |
| Even with whooping cough |
| If the man was an activist |
| He was taking his card just now |
| To put yourself in his sleeve |
| Crossing out his own graffiti |
| From Friday, Saturday |
| Those of Saturday, Sunday |
| What if the man was in the army |
| He intoned to charm him: |
| "Sambre-et-Meuse" and all the folklore |
| He, the bleating pacifist |
| who made kites |
| With the tricolor |