Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Les Perroquets , by - Sacha Distel. Song from the album Monsieur Charme, in the genre Традиционный джазRelease date: 09.10.2019
Record label: Master Tape
Song language: French
Les Perroquets(original) |
| Un gros mari plein d’arrogance |
| Après deux mois et demi d’absence |
| Rentra chez lui plein de méfiance |
| Envers sa femme trop jolie |
| Il inspecta toutes les pièces |
| La questionna en vain sans cesse |
| Cherchant une preuve manifeste |
| Quand tout à coup il entendit |
| Son perroquet crier ceci: |
| Coco |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Mon vieux mari |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Cet abruti |
| Il entra dans une telle colère |
| Que tous les meubles en tremblèrent |
| Que l’perroquet dans sa volière |
| En demeura interloqué |
| Puis il couru conter sa peine |
| A son ami le plus fidèle |
| Qui se sentit devenir blême |
| En entendant son perroquet |
| Se mettre soudain à crier: |
| Coco |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Mon vieux mari |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Cet abruti |
| Le beau mari bombant le torse |
| Rouge de honte claqua la porte |
| En criant: Le diable m’emporte |
| Je m’en vais voir mon avocat |
| Et en soufflant comme un cloporte |
| Chez son avocat se transporte |
| Mais quand on sonna à la porte |
| Il entendit à l’intérieur |
| Deux perroquets crier en choeur |
| Coco |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Mon vieux mari |
| Profitons-en, il est parti, parti, parti |
| Cet abruti |
| (translation) |
| A fat husband full of arrogance |
| After two and a half months of absence |
| Returned home full of distrust |
| To his too pretty wife |
| He inspected all the rooms |
| Questioned her endlessly in vain |
| Looking for clear evidence |
| When suddenly he heard |
| His parrot scream this: |
| coconut |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| my old husband |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| This jerk |
| He got into such a rage |
| That all the furniture shook |
| Than the parrot in its aviary |
| In remained taken aback |
| Then he ran to tell his pain |
| To his most faithful friend |
| Who felt himself turning pale |
| Hearing his parrot |
| Suddenly start shouting: |
| coconut |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| my old husband |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| This jerk |
| The handsome husband puffing out his chest |
| Red with shame slammed the door |
| Shouting: The devil take me |
| I'm going to see my lawyer |
| And puffing like a woodlouse |
| At his lawyer's house |
| But when the doorbell rang |
| He heard inside |
| Two parrots shouting in chorus |
| coconut |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| my old husband |
| Let's enjoy it, it's gone, gone, gone |
| This jerk |