Les rubans et la fleur - France Gall

Une fleur à sa guitare

Quatre rubans de couleur

Ces rubans ont une histoire

C’est l’histoire de son cœur

Toute la nuit il a joué

J’avais le cœur qui tremblait

Il m’a raconté l’histoire

Des rubans et de son cœur

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur?

Elle n’a donc pas d’histoire

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur?

Parle-moi d’elle ce soir

Il y avait un ruban gris

Pour sa mère et son pays

Qui en partant lui ont dit

«Aller, bon vent mon petit»

Il y avait un ruban bleu

Pour les filles aux jolis yeux

Qu’il rencontrait en chemin

Qu’il oubliait le matin

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur?

Elle n’a donc pas d’histoire

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur?

Parle-moi d’elle ce soir

Il y avait un ruban rouge

Pour son copain Nicolas

Qui lui écrit quelques fois

«Je suis soldat ne m’oublie pas»

Il y avait un ruban blanc

Il le garde pour l’enfant

L’enfant qu’il aura un jour

Quand il trouvera l’amour

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur?

Tu n’en parles jamais

Et la fleur, dis?

Et la fleur

La fleur, tu me l’as donnée

A flower to his guitar

Four colored ribbons

These ribbons have a story

This is the story of his heart

All night he played

my heart was shaking

He told me the story

Ribbons and his heart

And the flower, say?

And the flower?

She has no history

And the flower, say?

And the flower?

Tell me about her tonight

There was a gray ribbon

For his mother and his country

Who on leaving told him

"Come on, good wind my little one"

There was a blue ribbon

For girls with pretty eyes

whom he met along the way

That he forgot the morning

And the flower, say?

And the flower?

She has no history

And the flower, say?

And the flower?

Tell me about her tonight

There was a red ribbon

For his friend Nicolas

Who writes to him sometimes

"I am a soldier don't forget me"

There was a white ribbon

He keeps it for the child

The child he will one day have

When he finds love

And the flower, say?

And the flower?

you never talk about it

And the flower, say?

And the flower

The flower, you gave it to me