A keresés eredménye

Arsène

It is the largest
The most charming
The most elegant
With gloves
Or without gloves,
Arsène
 
When he comes
When he gets involved
Everything is unravelling
Everything unfreezes
And bewitches,
Arsène
 
When he approaches
We hide the brooches
And the saddlebags
It empties the pockets
Without a hitch,
Arsène
 
He is the king of breakers
He's the king of the fallers
It is brilliant
Like the diamond
Fast as the wind,
Arsène
 
With his umbrella
His moustache is pleated,
The Arsene
With its infallible flair
It is irresistible,
Arsène
Irresistible and sometimes invisible
The beautiful, the beautiful Arsène
 
It's a drill
Of safes
It's a breaker
Pretty hearts
The rectifier
Of all the wrongs,
Arsène
 
He's a mobster
A Gentleman
A good living
Stunning
Never a loser
Always a winner,
Arsène
 
When he comes
When he gets involved
Everything is unravelling
Everything unfreezes
And bewitches,
Arsène
 
He is the king of breakers
He's the king of the fallers
It is brilliant
Like the diamond
Fast as the wind,
The beautiful Arsène
 

And me, myself and I

Versions: #3
Seven hundred millions Chinese
and me, myself and I
with my life and my home sweet home,
my headache and my shrink.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Eighty millions Indonesians
and me, myself and I
with my car and my dog
that I feed when it barks.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Three or four millions Black people
and me, myself and I
I go to the tanning booth
and to the sauna to lose weight.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Three hundred millions Soviets
and me, myself and I
with my compulsions and habits
in my comfy goose feathers bed.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Fifty millions flawed people1
and me, myself and I
watching a cute newsreader
in my idiot box at home.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Nine hundred millions starving deadbeats
and me, myself and I
with my veggie diet
and all the whisky I guzzle.
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Five hundred millions South Americans
and me, myself and I
all naked in my tub
with a chick scratching my back
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Fifty million Vietnamese
and me, myself and I
Hunting rabbits on Sundays
with my shotgun I'm the king
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
Five hundred billions little Martians
and me, myself and I
like your average Parisian jerk,
awaiting my paycheck
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 
I ponder and dismiss the thought
That's life, that's life.
 

• 1. Frenchies, of course

It's Five, Paris Wakes Up

I am the son of a station (?)
And the station does not know me
So many people leave
When it is still night
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Bad milk will travel (?)
The proletarian to work,
While they go to bed
The artists of the Alcázar
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Bakers bake bread
The tortilla makers marzipan, (?)
And the Crazy Saloon
The last bus leaves
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
The greengrocers are going to water
The greengrocers to scream, (?)
A cell is going to empty
And an executioner works.
 
It's already five
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
The slaughterhouses are full
Dead meat is worth money,
Thick blood goes running
Fills the laundry rooms.
 
It's already five.
Paris wakes up
Paris wakes up.
 
Everything will be able to continue
The Tour Eiffel to culminate,
Elisha to govern
Between street and boulevard.
 
It's already five
Paris lights up,
It's already five
I cannot sleep.
 

I Am Happy

Durand had an accident
Dupont lost all his teeth
Machin has a tenth child
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
Trick Mich entered the convent
So-and-so has metempsychosis
Thing with the feet that overlap
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
 
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
So-and-so has lost the compass
Thing caught smallpox
Durant died while engineering
 
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
I am happy
It's not to me that it happened
 
Machin has him a club foot
The girls tell me I'm handsome
It's to me that it happened
I'm happy I'm happy
Life is beautiful my children
I'm happy I'm happy
 

Times are Blurry, People are Crazy

People take everything, times without sub
It takes them, like that at once
They need a little pet
From a hermit or, a great gem
 
A rubber plastic thing
A little thing, to make toy
And who flames fast like tinder
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
 
Yo-yo houlahop and scoubidou, keychain and cabbage holder
Wallet and cabbage leaf, it's a mania a
round-lou-rou
A madness, when the doggie, this little dog, who does magoo
 
Times are blurry, people are crazy
People are crazy, times are blurry
 
A little thing worth nails
They make it, a real Peru
The key-ports of the not-jewels it opens only the locks
No need to interview them
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
 
They are like doggies from Paris to Timbuktu
When it comes to play with v-new (?)
Scoubidous, keychains of werewolves
Andalusians, or Hindus in Zulu little piou-pious
They have fun push-pebble, pull-down, manitou
Keychains, scoubidous, must fall to
knee
 
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy
People are crazy, times are blurry
Times are blurry, people are crazy ...