Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La femme aux bijoux , by - Georgette PlanaRelease date: 13.12.2018
Song language: French
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La femme aux bijoux , by - Georgette PlanaLa femme aux bijoux(original) |
| Quand il rencontra la jolie Ninon |
| Ce fut dans un bal au bois de Meudon, |
| Au son d’une valse entraînante |
| Il sut captiver la charmante |
| Ils se séparèrent à la fin du jour |
| Ayant échangé des serments d’amour |
| Et lui tout joyeux de sa bonne fortune |
| Disait: J’suis l’amant de la plus belle des brunes! |
| Ses amis lui dirent: Halte-là! |
| Cette femme tu n’la connais donc pas? |
| C’est La Femme Aux Bijoux, |
| Celle qui rend fou |
| C’est une enjôleuse |
| Tous ceux qui l’ont aimée |
| Ont souffert, ont pleuré |
| Elle n' aime que l' argent |
| Se rit des serments |
| Prends garde à la gueuse! |
| Le c ur n’est qu’un joujou |
| Pour La Femme Aux Bijoux! |
| Il leur dit: vous êtes jaloux de mon bonheur |
| Parce que moi, j’ai su captiver son c ur |
| Et sans compter, pour la jolie, |
| Notre amoureux fit des folies |
| Sa maman lui dit: Tu perds la raison |
| Tu vas te ruiner mon pauvre garçon. |
| Il lui répondit: Moi je l’aime, qu’importe! |
| Si ça n’te plaît pas, tiens, voilà la porte! |
| La pauvre vieille partit en pleurant: |
| On m’a pris l’c ur de mon enfant! |
| C’est La Femme Aux Bijoux, |
| Celle qui rend fou |
| C’est une enjôleuse |
| Tous ceux qui l’ont aimée |
| Ont souffert, ont pleuré |
| Elle n’aime que l’argent |
| Se rit des serments |
| Malheur à la gueuse! |
| Le c ur n’est qu’un joujou |
| Pour La Femme Aux Bijoux! |
| Quand il fut ruiné, la belle partit |
| En lui écrivant: Adieu, mon chéri, |
| Notre amour était une folie |
| Il faut nous quitter, c’est la vie! |
| Il souffrit tellement, qu’il ne put pleurer |
| Il se prit à rire, d’un rire insensé! |
| Et c’est maintenant poursuivant sa chimère |
| Un pauvre dément qui traîne sa misère! |
| Quand une femme passe devant lui, |
| Il chante en fuyant dans la nuit: |
| (translation) |
| When he met the pretty Ninon |
| It was at a ball in the Bois de Meudon, |
| To the sound of a lively waltz |
| He knew how to captivate the charming |
| They parted at the end of the day |
| Having exchanged oaths of love |
| And he rejoicing in his good fortune |
| Said: I'm the lover of the most beautiful brunette! |
| His friends said to him: Stop! |
| Don't you know this woman? |
| It's The Jeweled Woman, |
| The one that drives you crazy |
| She's a flirt |
| Everyone who loved her |
| Have suffered, have cried |
| She only likes money |
| Laughs at oaths |
| Beware of the beggar! |
| The heart is just a toy |
| For The Jewelry Lady! |
| He said to them: you are jealous of my happiness |
| Because I knew how to captivate his heart |
| And not to mention, for the pretty, |
| Our lover splurged |
| His mama said to him: You're losing your mind |
| You will ruin yourself my poor boy. |
| He answered her: I love her, what does it matter! |
| If you don't like it, here's the door! |
| The poor old woman went away crying: |
| My child's heart has been taken from me! |
| It's The Jeweled Woman, |
| The one that drives you crazy |
| She's a flirt |
| Everyone who loved her |
| Have suffered, have cried |
| She only likes money |
| Laughs at oaths |
| Woe to the beggar! |
| The heart is just a toy |
| For The Jewelry Lady! |
| When he was ruined, the beauty left |
| Writing to him: Farewell, my darling, |
| Our love was madness |
| We must leave, c'est la vie! |
| He suffered so much, he couldn't cry |
| He laughed, an insane laugh! |
| And it's now chasing its chimera |
| A poor lunatic dragging his misery! |
| When a woman walks past him, |
| He sings as he flees into the night: |