Lyrics of Le chef de gare est amoureux - Jean Ferrat

Le chef de gare est amoureux (original)

Quand il sort le matin d’la gare
Chacun sourit chacun se marre
Quand il passe au milieu d’la rue
Chacun murmure il est cocu !
Chacun chantonne il a des cornes
Sa connerie n’a pas de bornes
Chacun le croit dur de la feuille
Chacun se met le doigt dans l'œil !
Plaignez pas l’imbécile heureux
Le chef de gare est amoureux!
Chacun raconte à sa manière
Les safaris de sa panthère
Elle a la cuisse hospitalière
Oui mais quand même elle exagère
Tout le monde est passé dessus
A part les trains bien entendu
Chacun décrit chacun relate
Sa façon de lever la patte !
Plaignez pas l’imbécile heureux
Le chef de gare est amoureux!
Chacun siffle la chansonnette
Quand on aperçoit sa casquette
Il est un peu bas-du-plafond
Il a rien dans son pantalon !
Cocu content laissons les dire
C’est la bêtise qui transpire
Et de la bêtise il s’en fout
Laissons glouglouter les égouts !
Plaignez pas l’imbécile heureux
Le chef de gare est amoureux !
Il n’a qu’une idée dans la tête
Le train de neuf heur' cinquant'-sept
Car tout son bonheur en descend
C’est une fille de seize ans
Elle est charmante elle est discrète
Et c’est dans un wagon-couchette
Que tous les soirs les deux amants
Se font un p’tit appartement !
Plaignez pas l’imbécile heureux
Le chef de gare est amoureux!

(translation)

When he leaves the station in the morning
Everyone smiles everyone laughs
When he passes in the middle of the street
Everyone whispers he's a cuckold!
Everyone hums he has horns
His bullshit knows no bounds
Everyone thinks it's tough on the sheet
Everyone puts their finger in their eye!
Don't pity the happy fool
The station master is in love!
Everyone tells in their own way
The safaris of his panther
She's got the hospitable thigh
Yes but still she exaggerates
Everyone went over it
Apart from the trains of course
Each describes each relates
His way of raising his paw!
Don't pity the happy fool
The station master is in love!
Everyone whistles the song
When we see his cap
It's a little low-from-the-ceiling
There's nothing in his pants!
Cuckold happy let them say
It's the stupidity that transpires
And he doesn't care about stupidity
Let the sewers gurgle!
Don't pity the happy fool
The station master is in love!
He has only one idea in his head
The nine-fifty-seven train
Because all his happiness descends from it
She's a sixteen year old girl
She is charming, she is discreet
And it's in a couchette car
That every night the two lovers
Make a little apartment!
Don't pity the happy fool
The station master is in love!