Lyrics of La Geisha - Jeanne Mas

La Geisha (original)

Comme un vieux fleuve abandonn que l’indiffrence a sch
Son histoire n’est plus qu’un roseau fan qui se meurt.
Elle lui avait jur dvotion, aveugle et fire sans objection
Idoltrant cet homme plus fort que la raison qui s’endort.
L’amour s’enfuit, le drame s’enflamme,
Comme une lgende un peu banale
Quand le soleil ira se coucher sur un lac invent
Elle ira loin se rfugier, ses larmes pourront brler.
Ne cherchez pas la geisha.
Comme un vieux fleuve abandonn, couvert de sable, de pierres casses
Loin du monde tmoin de ce bonheur effac.
La tristesse a bris ses yeux, le ciel plit, l’t se meurt
Et le temps s’enfuit sans dissuader son cњur.
Elle vit de lui, l’attend encore, fidle, soumise jusqu' la mort.
Quand le soleil ira se coucher sur un lac invent
Ses mains frles voudront se coller, ne cesseront de prier.
Ne cherchez pas la geisha.
Quand les dragons se retirent, les cieux renferment leur ennui
Les collines deviennent si vertes, se purifient
Mais sur le fond de la scne un corps chemine, se fatigue
Si patiente elle cherche l’homme qu’elle a choisi.
Comme un vieux fleuve abandonn, elle s’est offerte au vent glac
Son espoir faillit, son regard a chang de couleur
L’amour bless, l’attente se meurt, de sang tache, elle sauve l’honneur.
Quand le soleil ira se coucher sur un lac invent
Elle ne sera plus l pour prier, elle n’ira plus pleurer.
Ne cherchez pas la geisha.
Quand les dragons se retirent, les cieux renferment leur ennui
Les collines deviennent si vertes, se purifient
Mais sur le fond de la scne une toile blanche a surgi
Dans sa lumire si intense elle nous sourit.

(translation)

Like an old abandoned river that indifference has dried up
His story is just a dying fan reed.
She had sworn devotion to him, blinded and made without objection
Idolizing this man stronger than reason who falls asleep.
Love flees, drama ignites,
Like a somewhat banal legend
When the sun goes down on an invented lake
She will go far to seek refuge, her tears can burn.
Don't look for the geisha.
Like an old abandoned river, covered in sand, broken stones
Far from the world witnessing this erased happiness.
Sadness has broken her eyes, the sky is sinking, the summer is dying
And time flies away without deterring his heart.
She lives on him, still awaits him, faithful, submissive unto death.
When the sun goes down on an invented lake
His frail hands will want to stick together, won't stop praying.
Don't look for the geisha.
When the dragons retreat, the skies hold their boredom
The hills get so green, cleanse
But on the background of the scene a body walks, gets tired
So patient she seeks the man she has chosen.
Like an old abandoned river, she offered herself to the icy wind
His hope failed, his gaze changed color
Love hurts, waiting dies, stains blood, it saves honor.
When the sun goes down on an invented lake
She won't be there to pray anymore, she won't be there to cry anymore.
Don't look for the geisha.
When the dragons retreat, the skies hold their boredom
The hills get so green, cleanse
But in the background of the scene a blank canvas has arisen
In its light so intense it smiles at us.