A Chaque Enfant Qui Nait - Gilbert Bécaud

A chaque enfant qui naicirct, le monde recommence

Le monde recommence, recommence avec lui

Et cet enfant qui vient do ventre de sa m’egravere

Au ventre de la terre donnera bien do soleil

Pousse ta charrette, va

Courbe le dos, mais lève la t’ecircte

Et plus la montagne est haute, plus c’est beau

Et le voil agrave, parti sur ses petites jambes

Sur des routes trop grandes, bien trop grandes pour lui

Et le voil agrave grandi, il a les joues qui piquent

Il fume de la musique et part pour New Delhi

Il laisse les parents accumuler les traites

Cotiser la retraite, survivre dignement

Et lui se rend l’eacute ger comme un oiseau agrave voiles

Qui monte jusqu’aux eacute toiles pour n’en plus retomber

Et de mille m’eacutetiers en mille misegraveres

Et d’herbes douces en arc-en-cielIl devient presque intemporel

Pourtant il sait d’eacute j’agrave, que son voyage eacute clatera

Entre une femme et un enfant il meurt content

A chaque enfant qui naicirct le monde recommence

Le monde recommence, recommence sans lui

Mais son enfant vivra, il vivra comme lui

Et la boucle est boucleacutee

With every child born, the world begins again

The world starts over, starts over with him

And this child who comes from the womb of his body burns me

In the belly of the earth will give much sun

Push your cart, go

Bend your back, but lift your head

And the higher the mountain, the more beautiful it is

And here he is, gone on his little legs

On roads too big, way too big for him

And he's grown, he's got itchy cheeks

He smokes music and leaves for New Delhi

He let the parents accumulate the bills

Contribute to retirement, survive with dignity

And he makes himself light like a bird with sails

Which rises to the stars never to fall again

And from a thousand metiers to a thousand misegravers

And sweet grasses in rainbows It becomes almost timeless

Yet he knows from oacute I agrave, that his trip oacute will burst

Between a wife and a child he dies happy

With every child born the world begins again

The world starts over, starts over without him

But his child will live, he will live like him

And the loop is loopy