Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le pull-over , by - Juliette Gréco. Song from the album The Legend of Chanson, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 06.06.2013
Record label: Choice of
Song language: French
Le pull-over(original) |
| On avait un seul pull pour deux |
| Un grand pull-over d’amoureux |
| Chacun un bras pour une manche |
| Et chacun l’autre pour la hanche |
| Au début il serrait un peu |
| Impatients, on guettait l’hiver |
| L'été, des glaçons plein nos verres |
| On tuait, comme on dit, le beau temps |
| Tout simplement en tricotant |
| De petits, petits, pull-overs |
| Puis le temps a lâché ses mailles |
| Et quand on ne fut plus de taille |
| Pique-assiette et pique-cœur |
| Sont venus soudain, en squatteurs |
| Habiter sous notre chandail |
| Alors la flotte s’y est mise |
| Jusqu'à la chair de nos chemises |
| Le pull est devenu trop grand |
| On a démonté quelques rangs |
| Pour mieux ficeler nos valises |
| Tellement il est tombé d’eau |
| Sur le toit de notre tricot |
| On a fini par y nager |
| L’amour, c’est ce drôle de berger |
| Qui tond la laine sur le dos |
| Un coup de pluie, un coup de fer |
| Un coup d’endroit, un coup d’envers |
| Et de cafard et de couteau |
| Nous voilà chacun sur le dos |
| Une moitié de pull-over |
| L’amour, ah ! |
| La belle crapule |
| Qui fait mine d’offrir un pull |
| Puis rembobine sa pelote |
| À mesure que se tricotent |
| Les aiguilles de sa pendule |
| On avait un seul pull pour deux |
| Un grand pull-over d’amoureux |
| (translation) |
| We had one sweater for two |
| A Big Lovers Sweater |
| Each an arm for a sleeve |
| And each the other for the hip |
| At first it was a little tight |
| Impatient, we watched the winter |
| In summer, ice cubes fill our glasses |
| We were killing, as they say, the good weather |
| Just by knitting |
| Little, little, pullovers |
| Then time let loose its stitches |
| And when we were out of size |
| Freeloader and Freeloader |
| Came suddenly, as squatters |
| Live under our sweater |
| So the fleet got down to it |
| Down to the flesh of our shirts |
| The sweater got too big |
| We dismantled a few rows |
| To better tie up our suitcases |
| So much water fell |
| On the roof of our knitting |
| We ended up swimming there |
| Love is that funny shepherd |
| Who shears the wool on his back |
| A shot of rain, a shot of iron |
| A face shot, a face shot |
| And cockroach and knife |
| Here we are each on our backs |
| Half a sweater |
| Love, ah! |
| The Beautiful Scoundrel |
| Who pretends to offer a sweater |
| Then rewind his ball |
| As they knit |
| The hands of his pendulum |
| We had one sweater for two |
| A Big Lovers Sweater |