Translation of the song lyrics Son Bleu - Renaud

Son Bleu (original)

Il a referm?
la porte douc?
ment
Pour pas r?
veiller «Maman «Il a j?
t?
l?
Huma
Sur l?
canap?
pr?
s du chat
S?
est assis dans un coin
La t?
te dans ses mains
Cinquante balais c?
est pas vieux
Qu?
est-c?
qu?
y va faire de son bleu
De sa gamelle de sa gapette
C?
est toute sa vie qu?
tait dans sa musette
Y r?
voit toutes ses ann?
es au chagrin
Et tout l?
cambouis sur ses mains
Y r?
pense?
son gars
Qui vouler faire p?
ter tout?
a
Ca a p?
t?
sans lui
Sans douleur et sans cris
O?
c?
est qu?
t?
as vu un bon Dieu
Qu?
est-c?
qu?
y va faire de son bleu
De ses bras de travailleur
C?
est otute sa vie qu?
tait dans sa sueur
Pourquoi y r?
pense aujourd?
hui au p?
tit
V?
la dix ans qu?
il est parti
«Salut pauv?
cave
Tu s?
ras toujours un esclave «Eh ben tu vois gamin
Aujourd?
hui j?
suis plus rien
Pas fini d?
se faire des ch?
veux
Qu?
est-c?
qu?
y va faire de son bleu
D?
son drapeau rouge de son L?
nine
C?
est toute sa vie qu?
tait dans sa machine
Y va reveiller «Maman «peut-?
tre
Lui dire: «Toujours pas de lettre
Il reviendra
Il pense?
nous, t?
en fait pas, l?-bas
Dans la guerilla
Au Nicaragua

(translation)

He closed?
the soft door?
is lying
For not r?
to watch “Mom “He has j?
you
I?
Huma
On the
couch?
pr?
s of the cat
S?
sits in a corner
The t?
you in his hands
Fifty brooms c?
is not old
What?
is it
what
there will make his blue
From his bowl from his pocket
VS?
is his whole life
was in his haversack
Y r?
sees all his years
are in sorrow
And all there
grease on his hands
Y r?
think?
her guy
Who want to do p?
end all?
has
It has p?
you
without him
Without pain and without screams
Where?
vs?
that is?
you
saw a good god
What?
is it
what
there will make his blue
From his working arms
VS?
is otute his life qu?
was in his sweat
Why there?
think today
today at p?
tit
V?
the ten years that
he left
“Hi poor?
cellar
You s?
always shave a slave "Well you see kid
Today
today I
am nothing
Not finished with
make a fuss
want
What?
is it
what
there will make his blue
D?
his red flag his L?
nine
VS?
is his whole life
was in his machine
Y go wake up "Mom "can-?
be
Tell him, "Still no letter
He will come back
He thinks?
We t?
actually not over there
In the guerrilla
In Nicaragua