Chanson fleuve - Dick Annegarn

Bien que l?-haut sur le plateau

Je vais?

vau-l'eau la vall?

e je regagne

J’ai beau?

tre loin sur le chemin

J’ai beau?

tre beau je vais d’o?

je viens

Feu au milieu d'?les de feu… j’en veux si peu que c’en est difficile

Riche est le pauvre de ses pieds une biche ne pourrait sauter plus l?

ger

Je me sens lourd en cette circonstance

Je me sens sourd?

l’appel des vacances

Je me sens riche de toutes sortes de mis?

res

Et me sens chiche de mener bien des gal?

res

C'?tait dans les Flandres une grande famille

J’y suis all?

m’y rendre vendre mes habitudes

De souche nomade pas de no man’s land

Ils vivaient de bravade pas de contrebande…

Elle a?

t?

rivet?

e?

Baasrode au chantier

Et?

tourdie elle a?

t?

baptis?

e Elle a?

t?

couverte d?

s son plus jeune?

ge Par l’eau de la mer et par les bittes d’amarrage

Ce n’est pas l’eau qui nous relie c’est le halo

De l’hallali de par milieu reconnaissable

On est matelot ou bien marin mais on est beau

Que quand on est bien de par milieu navigable…

Elle a connu sa toute premi?

re guerre de derri?

re les fagots

Avec les marini?

res et avec les matelots

De Douai?

B?

thune de Dunkerque?

l’estuaire de l’Escaut

Elle a vu digues et dunes de par toutes sortes de hautes eaux

Oser franchir la mer au niveau de la Manche

C’est du pur d?

lire donn?

aux barges du port d’Avranches

Toutes ses s?

urs ont eu la poupe coup?

e Pour transporter les armes des forces arm?

es Ce n’est pas l’eau qui nous relie c’est le halo de l’hallali de par milieu

Reconnaissable

On est matelot ou bien marin mais on est beau

Que quand on est bien de par milieu navigable…

De bl?

et du sable, de gr?

et du charbon

Par voie navigable et?

a en toute saison

Moult mar?

es se sont depuis lors?

coul?es

Moult mar?

es et moult raz de mar?

es Ainsi navigue mon bateau

Entre les rives sur les canaux

Ce n’est pas vraiment, vraiment mon bateau

J’y suis mont?

en tant que matelot

Although up there on the set

I go?

worth the water the valley?

and I regain

Am I beautiful?

very far down the road

Am I beautiful?

very beautiful where am I going?

I come

Fire in the midst of islands of fire...I want so little it's hard

Rich is the poor of his feet a deer could not jump there anymore?

ger

I feel heavy in this circumstance

I feel deaf?

the call of the holidays

I feel rich with all kinds of mis?

res

And do I feel poor leading a lot of gals?

res

There was a big family in Flanders

I went there?

go there to sell my habits

Of nomadic stock no no man's land

They lived on bravado not smuggling...

She has?

you

rivet?

e?

Baasrode at the construction site

And?

dizzy she has?

you

baptized?

e She has?

you

covered with

s his youngest?

ge By sea water and by mooring bollards

It's not the water that connects us it's the halo

From the hallali of by recognizable medium

We are a sailor or a sailor but we are beautiful

That when one is well off by navigable environment...

She had her very first?

back war again?

re the faggots

With the sailors?

res and with the sailors

From Douai?

B?

Dunkirk money?

the Scheldt estuary

She's seen levees and dunes from all kinds of high water

Dare to cross the sea at the level of the English Channel

It's pure d?

read data

to the barges of the port of Avranches

All his s?

urs had the stern blow?

e To transport the weapons of the armed forces?

es It's not the water that connects us it's the halo of the hallali of by middle

Recognizable

We are a sailor or a sailor but we are beautiful

That when one is well off by navigable environment...

From bl?

and sand, of course

and coal

By waterway and?

has in any season

Many Tues?

have they been since then?

flows

Many Tues?

are you and many a tidal wave?

es Thus sails my ship

Between the banks on the canals

It's not really, really my boat

I went there?

as a sailor