La ballet des coeurs - Édith Piaf

Dans un coin de la ville,

' y a un c?

ur bien tranquille

Qui se balance, qui se balance.

A l’autre bout de la cit?,

' y a un c?

ur isol?

Qui s’avance, qui s’avance.

Ces deux c?

urs, on dirait

Deux danseurs d’un ballet

Qui s'?lancent, qui s'?lancent.

Ils s’approchent, ils s'?cartent,

Ils se croisent, ils repartent

Et ils dansent !

Mais un jour,

Sur la pointe des pieds, appara?

t,

Et glissant comme sur du velours,

Le plus grand des ma?

tres de ballet.

C’est l’amour !

C’est l’amour !

C’est l’amour …

Et l’amour r?

unit

Les deux c?

urs ?panouis

Qui s'?lancent, qui s'?lancent.

Moulinets, battements,

Pas de deux tout le temps,

Comme ils dansent !

Comme ils dansent !

Les sourires et les joies

Tambourinent chaque fois

En cadence, en cadence,

D?

cha?n?s, passionn?

s Martel?

s, affaiss?

s,

Ils s’avancent…

C’est alors qu’un troisi?

me Appara?

t, et de m?

me Il s’avance, il s’avance…

On l’appelle «joli c?

ur».

Il s?

pare les deux c?

urs

En silence… en silence…

Grand?

cart et d?

fi,

Volte-face, jalousie

Qui commence, qui commence

Et puis tout recommence:

' y a deux c?

urs qui s'?lancent

Dans la danse…

…Possession, impatience…

…Un c?

ur tu?, pi?

tin…

Et puis tout recommence:

' y a deux c?

urs qui s'?lancent

Dans la danse…

In a corner of town,

'there's a c?

ur very quiet

Who swings, who swings.

At the other end of the city,

'there's a c?

Are you isolated?

Who advances, who advances.

These two

urs, looks like

Two dancers of a ballet

Who launch themselves, who launch themselves.

They approach, they depart,

They cross, they leave

And they dance!

But someday,

On tiptoe, appears?

you,

And slipping like velvet,

The greatest of my?

very ballet.

It's love !

It's love !

It's love …

And love r?

unite

The two c?

urs ?blooming

Who launch themselves, who launch themselves.

Reels, beats,

No two all the time,

How they dance!

How they dance!

The smiles and the joys

Drum every time

In cadence, in cadence,

D?

chained, passionate

s Martel?

s, sagging?

s,

They advance...

It is then that a threei?

Appeared to me?

t, and m?

me It comes forward, it comes forward...

It is called “pretty c?

ur».

They?

parry both c?

bear

In silence... in silence...

Big?

cart and d?

fi,

Turnaround, jealousy

Who starts, who starts

And then it all starts again:

'there are two c?

bears who launch

In the dance...

…Possession, impatience…

…A C?

ur you?, pi?

huh…

And then it all starts again:

'there are two c?

bears who launch

In the dance...