Jacques Brel
Jacques Brel - L'Ostendaise English translation lyrics
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The Ostend girl
An Ostend Girl weeps on her chair. The cat appraises her weight of love. In the silence her sadness dances And the old ones ponder in turn. In the kitchen a few women1 talk about China and a return to Singapore. A Javanese girl becomes the sister in law of the Ostend girl. There are two sorts of time: there is the time that waits and the time that hopes. There are two sorts of people: there are the living and the ones who are at sea. Our Ostend girl whom nothing soothes carries her wound from chair to chair. A few gossiping men and women2 poke in turn at her broken heart3. Her captain under his fat belly filled with beer beats the drum. A man of sails, a man of stars, he puts in for a detour4. There are two sorts of time: there is the time that waits and the time that hopes. There are two sorts of people: there are the living and the ones who are at sea. Our Ostend gril as strawberries blossomed became the mistress of a pharmacist. Her captain, dead under his belly is playing whale, playing submarine. Tell me, my sweetness, why I, the phoney ship's boy goaded by time (has to) write to you from afar? It's because I love you, and so great is my love that I am, my queen, afraid of a pharmacist. There are two sorts of time: there is the time that waits and the time that hopes. There are two sorts of people: there are the living and me, I am at sea.
L'Ostendaise
Une Ostendaise Pleure sur sa chaise Le chat soupèse Son poids d'amour Dans le silence Son chagrin danse Et les vieux pensent Chacun son tour A la cuisine Quelques voisines Parlent de Chine Et d'un retour A Singapeur Une Javanaise Devient belle-sœur De l'Ostendaise Il y a deux sortes de temps Y a le temps qui attend Et le temps qui espère Il y a deux sortes de gens Il y a les vivants Et ceux qui sont en mer Notre Ostendaise Que rien n'apaise De chaise en chaise Va sa blessure Quelques commères Quelques compères Battent le fer De sa brisure Son capitaine Sous sa bedaine De bière pleine Bat le tambour Homme de voiles Homme d'étoiles Il prend l'escale Pour un détour Il y a deux sortes de temps Il y a le temps qui attend Et le temps qui espère Il y a deux sortes de gens Il y a les vivants Et ceux qui sont en mer Notre Ostendaise Au temps des fraises Devient maîtresse D'un pharmacien Son capitaine Mort sous bedaine Joue les baleines Les sous-marins Pourquoi ma douce Moi le faux mousse Que le temps pousse T'écrire de loin C'est que je t'aime Et tant je t'aime Qu'ai peur, ma reine D'un pharmacien Il y a deux sortes de temps Il y a le temps qui attend Et le temps qui espère Il y a deux sortes de gens Il y a les vivants Et moi je suis en mer
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Author: François Rauber, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel/François Rauber
Composer: François Rauber
Publisher: Barclay
Details:
Released in: 1968
Language: French
Translations: English
Appearing on: L'intégrale des albums originaux (2010) , Suivre l'étoile | Intégrale (2013) , L'Album de Sa Vie (2022)
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- Country: Belgium
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