Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don Juan , by - Gilbert Bécaud. Song from the album Gilbert Becaud (1964-1966), in the genre ПопRelease date: 20.11.2011
Record label: Parlophone France
Song language: French
Don Juan(original) |
| Finie la mascarade |
| Et bien fini le joli cœur |
| Car Don Juan, Don Juan est malade |
| Mais Don Juan se meurt |
| Élodie, Christine et Sylvie |
| Dolorès et la Lolita |
| Pour compter les femmes de sa vie |
| Il n’a plus assez de ses doigts |
| Sylvie, Christine et caetera, olé, olé |
| Élodie, Christine et Sylvie |
| L’abandonnent en ce triste jour |
| Lui, Don Juan, qui leur a appris |
| Les évangiles de l’amour |
| Ingratitude et vilenies |
| Olé! |
| Olé! |
| Demain les maris de la ville |
| Pourront dormir tranquilles |
| Car Don Juan, Don Juan, Don Juan sera parti |
| Mais la nuit son fantôme énorme |
| Hantera les femmes qui dorment |
| Dans les bras de leur mari |
| Élodie, Christine et Sylvie |
| Il entend, sortant de l'école |
| Des enfants qui poussent des cris |
| Et le rebut d’une Espagnole |
| Avoir un fils criant aussi, olé, olé |
| Demain, les maris de la ville |
| Pourront dormir tranquilles |
| Car Don Juan, Don Juan ne sera plus |
| Ils pourront, devant leurs tisanes |
| Contempler leurs honnêtes femmes |
| Sans craindre pour leur vertu |
| Allez me chercher Lolita, Élodie, Christine et Sylvie |
| Je ne veux pas mourir comme ça |
| J’ai encore bien assez de vie |
| Pour les tromper toutes à la fois, olé |
| Il n’aura pas de médaille |
| Pourtant l’histoire dira de lui |
| Il est mort sur son champ de bataille |
| Chœurs, son chant de bataille |
| Son, lit! |
| Olé! |
| (translation) |
| The masquerade is over |
| And well finished the pretty heart |
| Because Don Juan, Don Juan is sick |
| But Don Juan is dying |
| Elodie, Christine and Sylvie |
| Dolores and the Lolita |
| To count the women in his life |
| He doesn't have enough of his fingers |
| Sylvie, Christine et cetera, olé, olé |
| Elodie, Christine and Sylvie |
| Forsake her on this sad day |
| He, Don Juan, who taught them |
| The Gospels of Love |
| Ingratitude and Villainy |
| Ole! |
| Ole! |
| Tomorrow Husbands of the City |
| Can sleep peacefully |
| Because Don Juan, Don Juan, Don Juan will be gone |
| But at night his huge ghost |
| Will haunt sleeping women |
| In the arms of their husband |
| Elodie, Christine and Sylvie |
| He hears, coming out of school |
| Children screaming |
| And the scum of a Spaniard |
| Have a son screaming too, olé, olé |
| Tomorrow Husbands in Town |
| Can sleep peacefully |
| 'Cause Don Juan, Don Juan will be no more |
| They will be able, in front of their herbal teas |
| Contemplate their honest wives |
| Without fearing for their virtue |
| Go get me Lolita, Élodie, Christine and Sylvie |
| I don't want to die like this |
| I still have enough life |
| To fool them all at once, ole |
| He won't get a medal |
| Yet history will say of him |
| He died on his battlefield |
| Backing vocals, his battle song |
| Her bed! |
| Ole! |