La Chacal - Édith Piaf

On l’avait surnomm?

L’Chacal

C'?

Tait un type ph?

Nom?

Nal

Un grand, aux?

Paul’s magnifiques

L’air d’un sauvagage, un peu cr?

Neur

Il avait d?

Croch?

Mon c?

Ur

Comm'?

A, d’un sourire ironique

Le soir,?

L’heure de l’ap?

Ro

Il s’amenait dans notr' bistro

Toujours tout seul, sans un copain

En fredonnant un dr?

Le de r’frain

Pan Pan l’Arbi… C’est l’Chacal qu’est par ici

Y s’mettait au bout du comptoir

Le r’gard lointain comm' sans rien voir

J’attendais toujours qu’il me cause

Qu’y r’mue un peu, qu’y fasse qu?

Qu’chose

Mais il restait indiff?

Rent

Et sifflotait entre ses dents:

Pan Pan l’Arbi… C’est l’Chacal qu’est par ici

Personn' connaissait son boulot

Et on parlait derri?

R' son dos

On disait: «Qu'est c’qu’y manigance ?»

Les homm’s le r’gardaient par en d’ssous

Les femm’s lui faisaient les yeux doux

Parfois y avait de grands silences

La peur montait dans les cervaux

«C'est p’t'?tre un flic, ce gars costaud ?»

Mais lui souriait avec d?

Dain

Et leur crachait toujours son refrain

Pan Pan l’Arbi… C’est l’Chacal qu’est par ici

Les mains dans les poch’s du veston

Y' semblait dir': «Venez-y donc !»

J’attendais toujours qu’il leur cause

Qu’y r’mue un peu, qu’y fass' qu?

Qu’chose

Mais il restait indiff?

Rent

Et sifflotait entre ses dents:

Pan Pan l’Arbi… C’est l’Chacal qu’est par ici

Et puis un soir qu’il f’sait tr?

S chaud

Qu’les nerfs?

Taient?

Fleur de peau

Et qu'?

A sentait partout l’orage

Comme il gueulait son sacr?

R’frain

Un homm' sur lui leva la main

Alors il bondit pris de rage

Il s’est battu sans dire un mot

Mais eux les l?

Ch’s, ils?

Taient trop…

Et tout d’un coup, j’l’ai vu tomber…

Alors seul’ment il m’a parl?:

Pan Pan l’Arbi

Les salauds qu’est c’qu’ils m’ont mis

Et puis il a ferm?

Ses yeux

En soupirant: «?a vaut p’t'?tr' mieux.»

Moi, j’avais froid, comm' de la fi?

Vre

Mais j’ai voulu go?

Ter ses l?

Vres

Au moins un' fois, car je l’aimais!

On a jamais su c’qu’il cherchait

Pan Pan l’Arbi

Plus d’Chacal… C'?

Tait fini…

We nicknamed him?

The Jackal

VS'?

Was a ph type?

Name?

nal

A big one, to?

Paul's magnificent

Looks like a savage, a little cre?

Neur

He had to

Hook?

My C?

Ur

How?

A, with an ironic smile

Evening,?

PA time?

Ro

He used to come to our bistro

Always all alone, without a buddy

Humming a dr?

The r'frain

Pan Pan l’Arbi… It’s the Jackal that is around here

He stood at the end of the counter

The distant gaze as if seeing nothing

I was always waiting for him to talk to me

Let it stir a little, what does it do?

What

But he remained unmoved?

Rent

And hissed between his teeth:

Pan Pan l’Arbi… It’s the Jackal that is around here

Nobody knew his job

And were we talking behind?

R' his back

We said, "What's up?"

The men watched him from below

The women made eyes at him

Sometimes there were great silences

Fear rose in the brains

"Is he maybe a cop, that big guy?"

But he smiled with

Dain

And always spit their chorus

Pan Pan l’Arbi… It’s the Jackal that is around here

Hands in jacket pockets

He seemed to be saying: "Come on then!"

I was always waiting for him to cause them

Let's r'mue a little, what do we do?

What

But he remained unmoved?

Rent

And hissed between his teeth:

Pan Pan l’Arbi… It’s the Jackal that is around here

And then one evening when he knows how?

S hot

What the nerves?

Were?

Flower of skin

And that'?

Everywhere felt the storm

How he yelled his sacred?

R'frain

A man on him raised his hand

So he jumped up in a rage

He fought without saying a word

But them the

Ch's, they?

Were too...

And all of a sudden, I saw him fall...

Only then did he speak to me?:

Pan Pan the Arbi

The bastards what they put me

And then it closed?

Their eyes

Sighing, "That might be better."

Me, I was cold, how fi?

Vre

But I wanted to go?

Ter ses l?

Vres

At least once, because I loved him!

We never knew what he was looking for

Pan Pan the Arbi

No More Jackal… It?

Was finished...