La Ballade de Clérambard Lyrics – Marie Laforêt
Singer: Marie Laforêt
Title: La Ballade de Clérambard
Un jour, il a pris sa maison sur son dos
Et il est parti comme un Pierrot
Pour sa lune à lui, pour son ciel à lui
Il fait beau dans sa tête à lui
Il a mis ses sous et son passé au clou
Mais j’ai vu l’oiseau dans son chapeau
Ici c’est la nuit, ici c’est la pluie
Il fait beau dans sa tête à lui
Hier
Tous les mendiants
Les enfants, les gens
Tous
Les fous et les chats
Les chiens, les soldats
Tous
Les pauvres et les riches
Ont quitté leur niche
Et sont partis avec lui
Il leur avait dit d’abandonner les villes
Du pays des mille et un ennuis
La table était mise
En Terre promise
Il fait beau dans sa tête à lui
L’histoire ne dit pas
Pourquoi ils l’ont aimé
Ni pourquoi ils l’ont abandonné
Ici c’est la nuit, ici c’est la pluie
C’était beau dans sa tête à lui
Hier
Tous les mendiants
Les enfants, les gens
Tous
Les fous et les chats
Les chiens, les soldats
Tous
Les pauvres et les riches
Regagnèrent leur niche
On ne parla plus de lui
Il était parti sa maison sur son dos
Il était parti comme un Pierrot
Pour sa lune à lui, pour son ciel à lui
C’était beau dans sa tête à lui
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La Ballade de Clérambard – English Translation
One day he took his house on his back
And he left like a Pierrot
For his moon to him, for his sky to him
The weather is nice in his head to him
He put his money and his past to the nail
But I saw the bird in its hat
Here it is at night, here it is the rain
The weather is nice in his head to him
Yesterday
All beggars
Children, people
All
The madmen and cats
Dogs, soldiers
All
The poor and the rich
Left their niche
And left with him
He had told them to abandon the cities
From the country of a thousand and one troubles
The table was put
In promised land
The weather is nice in his head to him
History does not say
Why they liked it
Nor why they abandoned it
Here it is at night, here it is the rain
It was beautiful in his head to him
Yesterday
All beggars
Children, people
All
The madmen and cats
Dogs, soldiers
All
The poor and the rich
Returned to their niche
We didn’t talk about him anymore
He had left his house on his back
He had left like a Pierrot
For his moon to him, for his sky to him
It was beautiful in his head to him
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Lyrics Marie Laforêt – La Ballade de Clérambard
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