Jean et martine (Le routier) - Édith Piaf

Jean le routier roule sur la route

Il y a les arbres, il y a les champs

La pluie qui tombe à grosses gouttes

'y a les virages, il y a le vent

Il y a le froid et le soleil

Il y a le jour, il y a la nuit

Et la fatigue, et le sommeil

Et les quinze tonnes, ça fait du bruit

… Mais il y a aussi?

La maison

Sa petite Martine et sa chanson

«Jean va rentrer de sa tournée»

Chante Martine dans sa cuisine

«Il sera sûrement fatigué

Il aura sa pauvre petite mine

Mais je pourrai le regarder

Et l’embrasser pendant qu’il d?

Ne

Et le soigner, le cajoler

Et me serrer sur sa poitrine

Plus tard quand il s’endormira

Moi, je serai dans ses bras… "

Il y a du brouillard?

Sa fenêtre

Martine attend… On a sonné

C’est un monsieur avec une lettre

Il a l’air sombre et ennuyé

«La Compagnie… Condoléances…

Un accident… Faut signer l…

Il y a les obsèques et l’assurance… «Pourtant Martine ne comprend pas

Ce n’est pas vrai… Elle n’y croit pas

Dans cinq minutes il sera l…

«…Jean va rentrer de sa tournée»

Chante Martine dans sa cuisine

«Il sera sûrement fatigué

Il aura sa pauvre petite mine

… Je vais le soigner, le cajoler…

Et me serrer sur sa poitrine

Plus tard quand il s’endormira…

Non!

Non!

Non…

Jean… Jean…

Oh!

Jean!

"

John the trucker rolls down the road

There are trees, there are fields

The dripping rain

there are the turns, there is the wind

There's the cold and the sun

There's day, there's night

And fatigue, and sleep

And the fifteen tons, it makes noise

… But there is also?

The House

His little Martine and her song

"Jean is coming back from his tour"

Sings Martine in her kitchen

"He will surely be tired

He'll have his poor little face

But I could watch it

And kiss him while he d?

not

And nurse him, cuddle him

And hug me to his chest

Later when he falls asleep

I will be in his arms…"

There is fog?

His window

Martine is waiting… The bell rang

It's a gentleman with a letter

He looks gloomy and bored

“The Company… Condolences…

An accident... Must sign the...

There are the funerals and the insurance… "Yet Martine does not understand

It's not true... She doesn't believe it

In five minutes he will be the...

“…Jean will come back from his tour”

Sings Martine in her kitchen

"He will surely be tired

He'll have his poor little face

…I will nurse him, cuddle him…

And hug me to his chest

Later when he falls asleep...

Nope!

Nope!

Nope…

John... John...

Oh!

Jeans!

"