Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bravo , by - Jacqueline Taieb. Song from the album The French Mademoiselle, in the genre ПопRelease date: 04.07.2005
Record label: Anthology's
Song language: French
Bravo(original) |
| BRAVO |
| hip hip hourra pour le héros |
| il a mérité sa médaille |
| et le bonheur est dans ses yeux |
| il sait que devant son exploit |
| aujourd’hui le monde se pâme |
| pourtant il ne se souvient pas pourquoi cette foule l’acclame |
| A t-il gagné le tour de France ou a t-il sauvé une vie |
| mais cela n’a pas d’importance |
| puisqu’ils le savent ceux qui crient |
| BRAVO |
| mais la fille qu’il aime n’est pas là |
| d’ailleurs ça ne l’intéresse pas |
| elle ne sait pas que c’est pour elle |
| qu’il s’est battu et qu’il gagné |
| mais ce qui peut le consoler |
| c’est cette foule qui l’appelle |
| BRAVO |
| hip hip houra pour le héros |
| il a mérité sa médaille |
| et la gloire dévoré ses yeux |
| il ne sait plus il ne sait pas |
| s’il a coupé un monstre en tranches |
| ou s’il a tué quelques soldats |
| ou bien s’il a franchi la Manche |
| il ne voit plus que tout ceux là |
| qui se pressent tout autour de lui |
| et qui le suivent pas à pas |
| et ce qui compte c’est qu’ils crient |
| BRAVO |
| mais la fille qu’il aime n’est pas là |
| d’ailleurs ça ne l’intéresse pas |
| elle ne sait pas que c’est pour elle |
| qu’il s’est battu et qu’il gagné |
| mais ce qui peut le consoler |
| c’est cette foule qui l’appelle |
| BRAVO |
| hip hip houra pour le héros |
| il a mérité sa médaille |
| (translation) |
| WELL DONE |
| hip hip hooray for the hero |
| he deserved his medal |
| and happiness is in his eyes |
| he knows that in front of his achievement |
| today the world is swooning |
| yet he does not remember why this crowd is cheering him |
| Did he win the Tour de France or did he save a life |
| but it doesn't matter |
| since they know it those who shout |
| WELL DONE |
| but the girl he loves is not there |
| besides, he's not interested |
| she doesn't know it's for her |
| that he fought and won |
| but what can console him |
| it is this crowd that calls him |
| WELL DONE |
| hip hip hooray for the hero |
| he deserved his medal |
| and glory devoured his eyes |
| he doesn't know anymore he doesn't know |
| if he cut a monster into slices |
| or if he killed some soldiers |
| or if he crossed the English Channel |
| he only sees all these |
| who throng all around him |
| and who follow it step by step |
| and what matters is that they scream |
| WELL DONE |
| but the girl he loves is not there |
| besides, he's not interested |
| she doesn't know it's for her |
| that he fought and won |
| but what can console him |
| it is this crowd that calls him |
| WELL DONE |
| hip hip hooray for the hero |
| he deserved his medal |