Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song J'ai la mémoire qui flanche, artist - Jeanne Moreau. Album song Le tourbillon de ma vie (Best Of 2017), in the genre Европейская музыка
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Record label: Jacques Canetti
Song language: French
J'ai la mémoire qui flanche(original) |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
Comm' il était très musicien |
Il jouait beaucoup des mains |
Tout entre nous a commencé |
Par un très long baiser |
Sur la vein' bleutée du poignet |
Un long baiser sans fin |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
Quel pouvait être son prénom |
Et quel était son nom |
Il s’appelait Je l’appelais |
Comment l’appelait-ton? |
Pourtant c’est fou ce que j’aimais |
L’appeler par son nom |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
De quell' couleur étaient ses yeux? |
J’crois pas qu’ils étaient bleus |
Etaient-ils verts, étaient-ils gris? |
Etaient-ils vert de gris? |
Ou changeaient-ils tout l’temps d’couleur |
Pour un non pour un oui? |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
Habitait-il ce vieil hôtel |
Bourré de musiciens |
Pendant qu’il me pendant que je |
Pendant qu’on f’sait la fête |
Tous ces saxos, ces clarinettes |
Qui me tournaient la têt' |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
Lequel de nous deux s’est lassé |
De l’autre le premier? |
Etait-ce moi? |
Etait-ce lui? |
Etait-ce donc moi ou lui? |
Tout c’que je sais c’est que depuis |
Je n’sais plus qui je suis |
J’ai la mémoir' qui flanche |
J’me souviens plus très bien |
Voilà qu’après tout’s ces nuits blanch’s |
Il me reste plus rien |
Rien qu’un p’tit air qu’il sifflotait |
Chaqu’jour en se rasant |
Pa pou di dou da di dou di |
Pa pou di dou da di dou |
(translation) |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
As he was very musical |
He played hands a lot |
Everything between us started |
With a very long kiss |
On the bluish vein of the wrist |
A long endless kiss |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
What could be his first name |
And what was his name |
His name was I called him |
What was your name? |
Yet it's crazy what I loved |
Call him by his name |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
What color were his eyes? |
I don't think they were blue |
Were they green, were they gray? |
Were they verdigris? |
Or did they change color all the time |
For a no for a yes? |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
Did he live in that old hotel |
Full of musicians |
While he me while I |
While we celebrate |
All these saxes, these clarinets |
Who turned my head |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
Which of us got tired |
On the other the first? |
Was it me? |
Was it him? |
So was it me or him? |
All I know is since |
I don't know who I am anymore |
My memory is failing |
I don't remember very well |
So after all these sleepless nights |
I have nothing left |
Just a little tune that he whistled |
Every day while shaving |
Pa pou di doo da di doo di |
Pa pou di dou da di dou |