Lyrics of Rossignol (De l'opérette "Le chanteur de Mexico") - Luis Mariano, Jacques-Henry Rys

Rossignol (De l'opérette "Le chanteur de Mexico") (original)

Un' demoisell' sur un' balan??
oire
Se balan??
ait ??
la f??
te un dimanche
Elle??
tait belle et l’on pouvait voir
Ses jambes blanches sous son jupon noir…
Le marchand lui criait: «Voulez-vous vous asseoir?
Descendez, descendez, c’est assez pour ce soir
Si vous restez debout
Vous allez vous casser le cou !»
Mais la demoisell' sur la balan??
oire
Riait, riait et montait de plus belle
Elle??
tait belle et l’on pouvait croir'
Qu’ell' s’envolait pour toujours dans le ciel
Mais c'??tait d??
fendu
Elle est redescendue
Quand elle est descendue
Moi j'??tais tout??
mu
Je lui ai dit: «Mad'moiselle
J’ai cru que vous aviez des ailes !»
On est all??
s au tir
Aux ch’vaux d’bois, aux nougats
Au cirque, ??
la femm' tronc
Mais??
a n’l’amusait pas…
Ell' m’a dit: «Je vous remercie
Je pr??
f??r' retourner l??-bas…»
Et voil?
qu’ell' m’a laiss?
Pour aller s’balancer
Un' demoisell' sur un' balan??
oire
Se balan??
ait ??
la f??
te un dimanche
Elle??
tait belle et l’on pouvait voir
Ses jambes blanches sous son jupon noir…
Quand elle est descendue
Toujours aussi??
mu
Je lui ai propos?: «Voulez-vous m'??pouser ?»
A la mairie du douzi??
me
J’ai dit oui, elle de m??
m'
Je l’ai prise par le nez
Par le cou, par le bras
J’l’avais tout contre moi
Mais??
a n’l’amusait pas
Ell' m’a dit: «J'vous remercie
Je pr??
f??r' retourner l??-bas…»
Et voil?
qu’ell' m’a laiss?
Pour aller s’balancer !
…

(translation)

A 'damsel' on a 'balan??
hear
Swing??
has??
the f??
you on a sunday
She??
you were beautiful and you could see
Her white legs under her black petticoat...
The merchant was shouting at him, "Do you want to sit down?
Get down, get down, that's enough for tonight
If you stay up
You'll break your neck!"
But the lady on the balan??
hear
Laughed and laughed and rose louder
She??
was beautiful and you could believe
That she flew forever into the sky
But it was due
split
She came back down
When she came down
I was everything
mu
I told her, "Ma'am
I thought you had wings!”
We went??
s at shooting
With wooden horses, nougats
At the circus, ??
the woman's trunk
But??
it didn't amuse him...
She said to me, "Thank you
I pr??
f??r' go back there…»
And voila?
what did she leave me?
To go swing
A 'damsel' on a 'balan??
hear
Swing??
has??
the f??
you on a sunday
She??
you were beautiful and you could see
Her white legs under her black petticoat...
When she came down
Always too??
mu
I said to her, "Do you want to marry me?"
At the town hall of the douzi??
me
I said yes, she from m??
me
I took it by the nose
By the neck, by the arm
I had it all against me
But??
it did not amuse him
She said to me: "Thank you
I pr??
f??r' go back there…»
And voila?
what did she leave me?
To go swing!
…