Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ah quelle journée, artist - Guy Beart. Album song Chansons intemporelles de Guy Béart, in the genre Эстрада
Date of issue: 08.10.2015
Record label: Epm
Song language: French
Ah quelle journée(original) |
Le long du quai Malaquais, Malaquais, un dragon dambulait, ambulait |
Rencontrant un avocat, il voit qu’il a les pieds plats |
N’ayant rien s’dire du tout, rien de rien, chacun passa son chemin |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien, rien |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien |
Une dame toute nue, toute nue |
De sa chambre est descendue, descendue |
«Madame» lui dit l’avocat, «Vraiment, je n’vous comprends pas |
Je vous trouve bien tourdie, tourdie de sortir sans parapluie» |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien, rien |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien |
«Monsieur» lui rpondit-elle, pondit-elle |
«Je vous trouve bien peu d’cervelle, peu d’cervelle |
Regardez d’plus prs mon nu, y’a rien y mettre de plus |
Assez parl prsent, prsent, j’cours m’acheter une paire de gants» |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien, rien |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien |
Elle s’engage sur la chausse, la chausse |
Un flic surgit courrouc, courrouc |
Criant «Y'a d' quoi devenir fou, ma femme traverse hors des clous» |
Elle dit «Arrte-toi d’crier, toi d’crier! |
Tu vas nous faire remarquer» |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
Ah! |
Quelle journe! |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien, rien |
La destine, quoi a tient? |
On n’en sait rien, rien |
La dame faisant marche arrire, marche arrire |
Retrouva le militaire, militaire |
Qui toujours dambulait le long du quai Malaquais |
N’ayant rien s’dire du tout, rien de rien, ils fabriqurent un bambin |
(translation) |
Along the quay Malaquais, Malaquais, a dragon strolled, strolled |
Meeting a lawyer, he sees that he has flat feet |
Having nothing to say to each other, nothing at all, each went his own way |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing, nothing |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing |
A naked lady, naked |
From her room came down, down |
“Madam” said the lawyer to her, “Really, I don’t understand you |
I find you very dizzy, dizzy to go out without an umbrella" |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing, nothing |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing |
"Sir" she answered him, she answered |
"I find you very little brains, little brains |
Take a closer look at my nude, there's nothing more to put in it |
Enough talking now, now I'm off to buy myself a pair of gloves" |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing, nothing |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing |
She step on the causeway, the causeway |
A cop comes up wrath, wrath |
Screamin' "Go crazy, my wife's going through the nails" |
She said “Stop screaming, you screaming! |
You're gonna get us noticed." |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Ah! |
What a day! |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing, nothing |
Destiny, what holds? |
We know nothing, nothing |
The lady backing up, backing up |
Found the military, military |
Who always strolled along the Quai Malaquais |
Having nothing to say to each other, nothing at all, they made a toddler |