Jacques Brel
Jacques Brel - les biches English translation lyrics
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The roe deer
They are our first enemy When they laughingly escape From the pasture of boredom The roe deer With eyelashes like hair Hair like (?) And only the tip of their eyes Cheats So much so that the hunter stops And I know they turned hurricanes Into poets The roe deer Whether we try to cast them away from our mind Or we blush when they hunt us They are our first enemy Fifteen year old roe deer They are our prettiest enemy When they shine as flowers And taste like fruit The roe deer That strut and show off their virtue Whereas they cheat with their whole hear Whereas they cheat with their whole body When they nibble their husband Or they take a bite at diamonds On the blue asphalt of Paris The roe deer Whether we hunt them with rubies Or they hunt us with our feelings They are our prettiest enemy The twenty year old roe deer They are our archenemy When they know how powerful they are Let them know they are on borrowed time The roe deer When a hunter is a stroke of luck When their beauty wakes up late When they use all their knowledge To cheat Fooling boredom more than the stag And one lover with another lover Who is pleased with himself Whether we hunt them to madness Or they hunt us with the tip of their gloves They are our archenemy The more than 20 year old roe deer They are our final enemy When their bosom drop off to sleep For they stayed awake too many a night The roe deer When they drag their feet uncomplaining Like pilgrims on their way back home When they cheat with all their past In order for us to stay At that time our only use Is to help them stop growing old The roe deer Whether they hunt us because it is time to They remain our final enemy The too many year old roe deer
les biches
Elles sont notre premier ennemi Quand elles s'échappent en riant Des pâturages de l'ennui Les biches Avec des cils comme des cheveux Des cheveux en accroche-faon Et seulement le bout des yeux Qui triche Si bien que le chasseur s'arrête Et que je sais des ouragans Qu'elles ont changés en poètes Les biches Et qu'on les chasse de notre esprit Ou qu'elles nous chassent en rougissant Elles sont notre premier ennemi Les biches de quinze ans Elles sont notre plus bel ennemi Quand elles ont l'éclat de la fleur Et déjà la saveur du fruit Les biches Qui passent toute vertu dehors Alors que c'est de tout leur coeur Alors que c'est de tout leur corps Qu'elles trichent Lorsqu'elles broutent le mari Ou lorsqu'elles broutent le diamant Sur l'asphalte bleu de Paris Les biches Qu'on les chasse à coups de rubis Ou qu'elles nous chassent au sentiment Elles sont notre plus bel ennemi Les biches de vingt ans
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Author: Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel - Gérard Jouannest, J. Brel - G. Jouannest, Gérard Jouannest, J. Brel/G. Jouannest, Jacques Brel/Gérard Jouannest, G. Jouannest-J. Brel, Brel/Jouannest, J. Brel/G. Jouanest, J. Brel, G. Jouannest
Composer: Gérard Jouannest
Publisher: Frémeaux & Associés, Body & Soul (6)
Details:
Released in: 1962
Language: French
Translations: English
Appearing on: L'intégrale des albums originaux (2010) , Suivre l'étoile | Intégrale (2013) , Les 50 plus belles chansons (2013) , Ne me quitte pas (2006) , L'Album de Sa Vie (2022)
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- Country: Belgium
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