Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Le saule, artist - Tryo. Album song Faut qu'ils s'activent, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 05.10.2000
Record label: Salut Ô
Song language: French
Le saule(original) |
Dchir par le vent, us par le temps |
tu es dj pass devant, un vieux merle vit dedans |
Abm par les enfants, dlaiss par les parents |
Encercl de btiments, arros de temps en temps |
Il meurt n’esprime pas sa douleur |
Entre le froid et la chaleur, l’chap’ment des moteurs |
Il crve, puise dans sa sve, pour que ses branches s’lvent |
Avant que le temps ne les achve |
Taill par les couteaux, dpouill de sa peau |
Mi-arbre, mi-copeau de vingt mtres de haut |
Nourri de pluies acides, lav l’insecticide |
Au milieu du grand vide, sa vie on la dcide |
Abrit sous les feuilles, voisin d’un cureuil |
Le vieux merle se recueille sur sa maison et son deuil |
Comment vont vivre ses enfants? |
Qui les abritera du vent? |
Que peut-il faire maintenant pour celui qui en ce moment |
Meurt, n’exprime pas sa douleur |
Entre le froid et la chaleur, l’chap’ment des moteurs |
il crve, puise dans sa sve, pour que ses branches s’lvent |
Avant que le temps ne les achve |
(translation) |
Torn by the wind, worn by time |
you've already passed, an old blackbird lives in it |
Abm by children, neglected by parents |
Surrounded by buildings, occasionally watered |
He dies don't express his pain |
Between the cold and the heat, the engine exhaust |
He bursts, draws in his sap, so that his branches rise |
Before time finishes them |
Hewn by the knives, stripped of his skin |
Half tree, half chip twenty meters tall |
Fed on acid rain, washed off the insecticide |
In the middle of the great void, his life is decided |
Shelter under the leaves, next to a squirrel |
The old blackbird meditates on his home and his mourning |
How will her children live? |
Who will shelter them from the wind? |
What can he do now for one who at this moment |
Die, don't express pain |
Between the cold and the heat, the engine exhaust |
he bursts, draws in his sap, so that his branches rise |
Before time finishes them |