Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tonton, artist - Renaud. Album song Marchand de cailloux, in the genre ЭстрадаDate of issue: 29.09.1991
Record label: Ceci Cela
Song language: French
Tonton(original) |
| Bonhomme qui va austère |
| Au milieu des landes, des bruyères |
| Silhouette insolites |
| Bloc de granit |
| Tonton foule la terre |
| Lentement |
| Comme le temps |
| Le temps qui, pourtant, emporte |
| Les idées, les hommes et les amours mortes |
| Le temps qui lui reste |
| Dans la même veste |
| Avant de n'être plus |
| Qu’une statue |
| Un nom de rue |
| Il a son beau chapeau |
| Il a son long manteau |
| Il a son chien, le brave |
| Le gros qui bave |
| Il a le regard des sages |
| Il est la force tranquille, sereine |
| Il est comme un grand chêne |
| Il sait la futilité |
| De toute chose |
| La douceur |
| La fragilité des roses |
| Bonhomme qui va austère |
| Au milieu des landes, des bruyères |
| Silhouette insolite |
| Bloc de granit |
| Tonton foule la terre |
| En sifflotant |
| Comme le vent |
| Le vent qui, pourtant, emporte |
| Son joli chapeau que le chien rapporte |
| Il est plein de bave |
| Ce n’est pas bien grave |
| Un chapeau ça se lave |
| Mais ça fait sale |
| Et tonton râle |
| Tonton est colère |
| Tout va de travers |
| L’Histoire, la gloire, tout foire |
| Parc’que ce soir |
| Le vieille homme a, c’est dur |
| Un caillou dans sa chaussure |
| Un vieux rhume qui dure |
| Et puis cette nuit, misère |
| Il a rêvé |
| Qu’un beau jour |
| La gauche revenait |
| Tonton s’en va |
| À petits pas |
| (translation) |
| Bonhomme who goes austere |
| In the midst of moors, heathers |
| Unusual silhouette |
| Granite Block |
| Uncle treads the earth |
| Slowly |
| Like the weather |
| The time which, however, takes away |
| Ideas, men and dead loves |
| The time he has left |
| In the same jacket |
| Before I'm gone |
| than a statue |
| A street name |
| He has his nice hat |
| He has his long coat |
| He has his dog, the brave |
| The drooling fat |
| He has the gaze of the wise |
| He is the quiet, serene strength |
| He's like a big oak tree |
| He knows the futility |
| Of everything |
| Sweetness |
| The Fragility of Roses |
| Bonhomme who goes austere |
| In the midst of moors, heathers |
| Unusual silhouette |
| Granite Block |
| Uncle treads the earth |
| Whistling |
| Like the wind |
| The wind which, however, carries |
| Her pretty hat that the dog brings back |
| He's full of drool |
| It does not matter |
| A hat can be washed |
| But it's dirty |
| And uncle groans |
| Uncle is angry |
| Everything goes wrong |
| History, fame, it's all messed up |
| Because tonight |
| The old man has, it's hard |
| A pebble in his shoe |
| An old cold that lasts |
| And then that night, misery |
| He dreamed |
| That one fine day |
| The left was coming back |
| Uncle is leaving |
| With small steps |