Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Au bout de mon âge, artist - Jean Ferrat. Date of issue: 30.09.2015
Song language: French
Au bout de mon âge(original) |
| Au bout de mon âge |
| Qu’aurais-je trouvé |
| Vivre est un village |
| Où j’ai mal rêvé |
| Je me sens pareil |
| Au premier lourdeau |
| Qu’encore émerveille |
| Le chant des oiseaux |
| Les gens de ma sorte |
| Il en est beaucoup |
| Savent-ils qu’ils portent |
| Une pierre au cou |
| Au bout de mon âge |
| Qu’aurais-je trouvé |
| Vivre est un village |
| Où j’ai mal rêvé |
| Pour eux les miroirs |
| C’est le plus souvent |
| Sans même s’y voir |
| Qu’ils passent devant |
| Ils n’ont pas le sens |
| De ce qu’est leur vie |
| C’est une innocence |
| Que je leur envie |
| Au bout de mon âge |
| Qu’aurais-je trouvé |
| Vivre est un village |
| Où j’ai mal rêvé |
| Tant pour le plaisir |
| Que la poésie |
| Je croyais choisir |
| Et j'étais choisi |
| Je me croyais libre |
| Sur un fil d’acier |
| Quand tout équilibre |
| Vient du balancier |
| Au bout de mon âge |
| Qu’aurais-je trouvé |
| Vivre est un village |
| Où j’ai mal rêvé |
| Il m’a fallu naître |
| Et mourir s’en suit |
| J'étais fait pour n'être |
| Que ce que je suis |
| Une saison d’homme |
| Entre deux marées |
| Quelque chose comme |
| Un chant égaré |
| Au bout de mon âge |
| Qu’aurais-je trouvé |
| Vivre est un village |
| Où j’ai mal rêvé |
| (translation) |
| At the end of my age |
| What would I have found |
| Living is a village |
| where I dreamed badly |
| I feel the same |
| At the first heavyweight |
| What still amazes |
| Birdsong |
| People of my kind |
| There are many |
| Do they know they wear |
| A stone in the neck |
| At the end of my age |
| What would I have found |
| Living is a village |
| where I dreamed badly |
| For them the mirrors |
| It is most often |
| Without even seeing it |
| Let them walk past |
| They don't make sense |
| Of what their life is |
| It's an innocence |
| That I envy them |
| At the end of my age |
| What would I have found |
| Living is a village |
| where I dreamed badly |
| So much for fun |
| That poetry |
| I thought I was choosing |
| And I was chosen |
| I thought I was free |
| On a steel wire |
| When everything balances |
| Comes from the pendulum |
| At the end of my age |
| What would I have found |
| Living is a village |
| where I dreamed badly |
| I had to be born |
| And death follows |
| I was made to be |
| What I am |
| A season of man |
| Between two tides |
| Something like |
| A lost song |
| At the end of my age |
| What would I have found |
| Living is a village |
| where I dreamed badly |