
Release date: 19.08.1976
Song language: French
Le café des 3 Colombes(original) |
LE CAFE DES TROIS COLOMBES |
Paroles: Pierre Delanoe et Claude Lemesle, |
musique: P. Cartner |
Nancy en hiver, une neige mouillee, |
Une fille rentre dans un cafe. |
Moi, je bois mon verre, elle s’installe a cote, |
Je ne sais pas comment l’aborder. |
La pluie, le beau temps, ca n’a rien de genial, |
Mais c’est bien pour forcer son etoile. |
Puis vient le moment ou l’on parle de soi, |
Et la neige a fondu sous nos pas. |
On s’est connus au cafe des trois colombes, |
Aux rendez-vous des amours sans abri. |
On etait bien, on se sentait seuls au monde, |
On n’avait rien, mais on avait toute la vie. |
Nancy en printemps, ca ressemble au Midi. |
Elle m’aime et je l’aime aussi. |
On marche en parlant, on refait la philo, |
Je la prends mille fois en photo. |
Les petits bistrots tout autour de la place |
Au soleil ont sorti leurs terrasses. |
Mais il y avait trop de lumiere et de bruit, |
On attendait qu’arrive la nuit. |
On se voyait au cafe des trois colombes, |
Aux rendez-vous des amours sans abri. |
On etait bien, on se sentait seuls au monde, |
On n’avait rien, mais on avait toute la vie. |
Nancy, c’est tres loin, c’est au bout de la terre, |
Mais j’en suis certain, mes chagrins s’en souviennent: |
Le bonheur passait par la Lorraine. |
Elle s’en est allae suivre d’autres chemins |
Qui ne croisent pas souvent les miens, |
Je t’ai oubliee, mais c’est plus fort que moi: |
Il m’arrive de penser a toi… |
On se voyait au cafe des trois colombes, |
Aux rendez-vous des amours sans abri. |
On etait bien, on se sentait seuls au monde, |
On n’avait rien, mais on avait toute la vie. |
(translation) |
THREE COLOMBES CAFE |
Lyrics: Pierre Delanoe and Claude Lemesle, |
music: P. Cartner |
Nancy in winter, wet snow, |
A girl walks into a cafe. |
Me, I drink my drink, she settles down next to her, |
I don't know how to approach it. |
Rain, good weather, it ain't nothing great, |
But it is good to force his star. |
Then comes the moment when we talk about ourselves, |
And the snow melted under our feet. |
We met at the café of the three doves, |
At the rendezvous of homeless loves. |
We were fine, we felt alone in the world, |
We had nothing, but we had our whole life. |
Nancy in the spring, it looks like noon. |
She loves me and I love her too. |
We walk talking, we redo philosophy, |
I take her picture a thousand times. |
Small bistros all around the square |
In the sun came out their terraces. |
But there was too much light and noise, |
We were waiting for night to come. |
We saw each other at the three doves cafe, |
At the rendezvous of homeless loves. |
We were fine, we felt alone in the world, |
We had nothing, but we had our whole life. |
Nancy, it's very far, it's at the end of the earth, |
But I am certain of it, my sorrows remember it: |
Happiness passed through Lorraine. |
She went away to follow other paths |
Who don't often cross paths with mine, |
I forgot you, but it's stronger than me: |
I happen to think of you... |
We saw each other at the three doves cafe, |
At the rendezvous of homeless loves. |
We were fine, we felt alone in the world, |
We had nothing, but we had our whole life. |
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