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Jacques Higelin - Dans mon aéroplane blindé dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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In my armored airplane

Fans of prodigies,
Stars of the air show,
All the elite of the aerobatics,
Keep your helmets in your hands:
I'm going to perform, right now,
In spite of my abhorrence of heights
Some intrepid figures
In my armored aeroplane.
Am I distracted?
Monitor, please
Who could possibly need a stick
What did I say that made you feel that way
The fact that I'm afraid to face
 
In the cockpit
All those dials, all those levers
That seem to taunt my courage
Just as I'm about to start
Here we go
My god, what a furious takeoff
Run for cover, this guy is insane
There's a roll of barbed wire
Stop it, that's enough
It's tangled in the landing gear
It's really upsetting
A few curious people, decapitated
My oh my, what a bloodbath
Despite this serious handicap
Oh, my glorious crate
We're gonna fly close to the grass
We're having a great time
Result: three hundred kilos of carrots
Peeled in one go
My co-pilot is having a stroke
Run for your lives, drop everything
He threw up all his stew
On the knees of a firefighter
What is he even doing here, eh?
In my armored airplane
So go, go, or just whistle along
 
In my armored airplane
A providential deluge
Forces two frightened beauties
To seek refuge under my wings
Be careful girls, here comes the flight of the bumblebee
There will be a shiver down your spines
At full throttle, we attack a looping
Just at the exit of the grand canyon
Oh my god, I feel like
A piece of chewing-gum in a slingshot
Oh shit, now we're flying in reverse
They must have mounted the propeller backwards
In my armored airplane
 
I'm the only one with this kind of problems
Never seen this even in the movies
It's like a drift overdose
And now the engine hiccups
A marvel of technology
Perfect for stunts and dives
Please, no hysterical screams
Big brute
I had planned, in case of a crash
A few pieces of burlap
To serve as a parachute
What are they all screaming about
Oh yeah, the ground is getting closer
At an incredible speed
Ready for the last blow
 
Under his fragile burial of canvas and torn sheet metal
Lies a hero of adventure in his armored airplane
 


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2024.10.05.

Missing





I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
arrives at the season of love.
 

I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
I'll search on the body of a lonely woman
the last “I love you” lost in her throat.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven’t seen “love”,
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
another feeling and a song.
 

I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon swimming upstream,
a little hero at the risk of dying,
you give life to the sea for love.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven't seen 'love',
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

Dear missing love.
 

~~~~~
 

Dear missing love.
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more peace
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that they haven’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”