Below is the lyrics of the song Indien , artist - Jean Ferrat with translation
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Jean Ferrat
Pauvre pauvre pauvre Indien
Plante un à un
Plante plante un à un
Le maïs en grains
Dure est la terre
Que l’on arrache à la forêt
Dure est la terre
Où il vivra jusqu'à l'été
Solitaire
La faim au ventre
Il attendra de voir monter
La faim au ventre
Les maigres tiges à récolter
Entre les pierres
Pauvre pauvre pauvre Indien
Plante un à un
Plante plante un à un
Le maïs en grains
Dans son village
Il a laissé femme et enfants
Dans son village
Qui l’attendent depuis longtemps
Sans colère
La terre est rouge
Rouges ses mains rouge son cœur
La terre est rouge
Frère sa peau a la couleur
Qui nous est chère
Pauvre pauvre pauvre Indien
Plante un à un
Plante plante un à un
Le maïs en grains
poor poor poor indian
Plant one by one
Plant plant one by one
corn kernels
Hard is the ground
Taken from the forest
Hard is the ground
Where he will live until summer
Lonely
belly hunger
He'll be waiting to see it come up
belly hunger
The thin stalks to harvest
Between the stones
poor poor poor indian
Plant one by one
Plant plant one by one
corn kernels
In his village
He left wife and children
In his village
Who have been waiting for it for a long time
Without anger
The earth is red
Red his hands red his heart
The earth is red
Brother his skin has the color
Who is dear to us
poor poor poor indian
Plant one by one
Plant plant one by one
corn kernels
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