Lyrics of Le Patineur - Julien Clerc

Le Patineur (original)

Dans une ville o je passais…
Bien au nord du mois de Juillet,
Sur un grand lac, un lac gel,
Un homme en noir glissait, glissait.
Il avait un drle d’habit noir
Qui avait d faire les grands soirs
De l’Autriche et de la Hongrie,
Quand elles taient runies.
C’tait un chassier bizarre.
Il ne sort pas de ma mmoire.
Sur une jambe et jusqu’au soir,
Il glissait l sur son miroir…
Il patinait, il patinait…
Sur une jambe, il patinait.
Et puis la nuit est arrive.
Il lui a fallu s’arrter
Car les enfants devaient rentrer.
Le spectacle tait termin.
Une belle femme aux cheveux blancs
Est venue vers lui, gentiment,
Mettre une canne dans sa main
Et un long manteau sur ses reins.
C’tait un chassier bizarre.
Il ne sort pas de ma mmoire.
Sur une jambe et jusqu’au soir,
Il glissait l sur son miroir…
Il patinait, il patinait…
Sur une jambe il patinait.
Dans une ville o je passais…
Bien au nord du mois de Juillet,
Sur un grand lac, un lac gel,
Un homme en noir botait, botait…
Il patinait, il patinait…
Sur une jambe il patinait.

(translation)

In a town where I passed...
Well north of July,
On a great lake, a frozen lake,
A man in black slipped, slipped.
He had a funny black coat
Who had to do the big nights
From Austria and Hungary,
When they were together.
He was a weird hunter.
It does not leave my memory.
On one leg and until evening,
He slid it over his mirror...
He was skating, he was skating...
On one leg, he was skating.
And then the night came.
He had to stop
Because the children had to go home.
The show was over.
A beautiful woman with white hair
Came to him, kindly,
put a cane in his hand
And a long coat over his loins.
He was a weird hunter.
It does not leave my memory.
On one leg and until evening,
He slid it over his mirror...
He was skating, he was skating...
On one leg he was skating.
In a town where I passed...
Well north of July,
On a great lake, a frozen lake,
A man in black was kicking, kicking...
He was skating, he was skating...
On one leg he was skating.