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La Chanson De Jacky translation into English

Performer Jacques Brel

La Chanson De Jacky song translation by Jacques Brel official

Translation of La Chanson De Jacky from French to English

Even if one day in Knokke-le-Zoute
I become, as I fear,
A singer for women in their twilight years
Even if I sing to them "Mi Corazon"
With the wavering voice
Of an Argentinian from Carcassonne
Even if they call me Antonio
And I burn my last fires
In exchange for a few gifts, Madame
I do what I can
Even if I get drunk on mead
To better talk about virility
To old ladies decorated
Like Christmas trees
I know that in my drunkenness
Every night for pink elephants
I will sing my sad song again
The one from when I was called Jacky

To be for an hour, just an hour
To be for an hour, sometimes an hour
To be for an hour, just an hour long
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful and stupid at the same time

Even if one day in Macao
I become a casino governor
Surrounded by languishing women
Even if tired of being a singer
I've become a blackmailer
And it's the others who sing
Even if they call me handsome Serge
That I sell opium boats
Whiskey from Clermont-Ferrand
Real gays, fake virgins
That I have a bank on each finger
And a finger in each country
And that each country is mine
I still know that every night
Alone in the back of my smoking room
For an audience of old Chinese
I will sing my own song
The one from when I was called Jacky

To be for an hour, just an hour
To be for an hour, sometimes an hour
To be for an hour, just an hour long
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful and stupid at the same time

Even if one day in Paradise
I become, as I would be surprised,
A singer for women with white wings
Even if I sing to them "Hallelujah!"
Regretting the time down below
Where it's not always Sunday
Even if they call me God the Father
The one who is in the directory
Between "Dieulefit" and "God keep you"
Even if I let my beard grow
Even if always too good a guy
I break my heart and pure spirit
Trying to console men
I still know that every night
I will hear in my paradise
The angels, the Saints and Lucifer
Sing me my old song
The one from when I was called Jacky

To be for an hour, just an hour
To be for an hour, sometimes an hour
To be for an hour, just an hour long
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful and stupid at the same time
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