Ding din dong - Édith Piaf

Quand il naquit, son p?

Re sa m?

Re

Depuis longtemps, ne s’aimaient plus

?

A fait qu’il arriva sur terre

Un peu comme un enfant perdu

Quand on est m?

Me,?

A vous d?

Go?

Te

De ne jamais rire de tout son c?

Ur

Alors, tr?

S jeune, il prit la route

Et s’enfuit chercher le bonheur

Ding Din Dong, chantons sa plainte

Ding Din Dong, chantons-la donc

Il chercha dans la solitude

Il chercha aussi dans le bruit

De chercher, ayant l’habitude

Quand il le trouva, il s’enfuit

Puis il aima, elle?

Tait blonde

Elle l’aimait bien, oui mais voil?:

Elle se donnait?

Tout le monde

Il la battit puis s’en alla

Il se dit: «Les blondes sont volages

Mais les cheveux noirs c’est plus s?

Rieux.

«Il prit un brune, promit mariage

Pensant qu’cette fois il s’rait heureux

Au bout de cinq?

Six semaines

Elle s’ennuyait?

La maison

«Vraiment», dit-il, «je n’ai pas d’veine

Elle a pourtant pas les ch’veux blonds.

"

Il ne savait pas que les femmes

?

A n’aime pas l’bonheur quotidien

Et l’pauvre gar?

On s’torturait l'?

Me:

«Mais j’l’aime… mon Dieu… Ah que j’l’aime bien.»

Et, mordu par la jalousie

Y n’savait plus que s’lamenter

«On va m’la prendre, elle est jolie.»

Alors il voulut la tuer

Mais elle?

Tait vraiment fid?

Le

Il l’aimait tant qu’il pr?

F?

Ra

Se faire sauter la cervelle

Il en mourut et puis voil?

Si cette histoire vous fait rire

C’est que vous n’avez rien compris

Il cherchait le bonheur, le pire

Est qu’il trouva la mort, tant pis…

Ding Din Dong, finit sa plainte…

Ding Din Dong, et Ding et Dong…

When he was born, his p?

Re sa m?

D

For a long time, no longer loved each other

?

Caused him to come to earth

Kind of like a lost child

When we're m?

Me,?

Do you have

Go?

You

To never laugh with all your heart?

Ur

So, tr?

As a young man he hit the road

And ran away to seek happiness

Ding Din Dong, let's sing his complaint

Ding Din Dong, let's sing it

He searched in loneliness

He also searched in the noise

To search, having the habit

When he found it, he fled

Then he loved her?

was blonde

She liked him, yes, but here it is?:

She gave herself?

Everyone

He beat her then walked away

He said to himself, "Blondes are flighty

But black hair is safer?

Rieux.

"He took a brunette, promised marriage

Thinking that this time he would be happy

After five?

Six weeks

Was she bored?

The House

"Really", he said, "I have no luck

She doesn't have blonde hair though.

"

He didn't know that women

?

A does not like daily happiness

And the poor guy?

We were torturing ourselves?

Me:

"But I love him... my God... Ah I love him."

And, bitten by jealousy

He only knew how to lament

"We'll take her, she's pretty."

So he wanted to kill her

But she?

Was really fid?

the

He loved her so much that he pr?

F?

Ra

Blow your brains out

He died of it and then voila?

If this story makes you laugh

It's that you didn't understand anything

He was looking for happiness, the worst

Is that he found death, too bad...

Ding Din Dong, finish his complaint...

Ding Din Dong, and Ding and Dong...