Le coeur fragile - Jean Ferrat

Si je meurs un beau soir d’hiver

On dira que c’est d’un cancer ou bien d’un truc quelque chose

Il peut se trouver des experts

Qui dcrteront au contraire que c’tait la tuberculose

C’est pourquoi je prends les devants

Pour affirmer ds maintenant, croyez pas ces vieux imbciles

J’avais une sant de fer

Je n’avais qu’un petit travers, j’avais le cњur un peu fragile

Le cњur fragile, les mains fbriles, la bouche offerte

J’aurai vcu, sans avoir cru, l’le dserte

En attendant, le cњur battant, la dcouverte

Je veux dormir, je veux mourir la porte ouverte

Quand on prend tout d’un cњur lger

Il parat qu’on vit sans danger que la mort longtemps nous vite

Mais j’ai voulu croire au bonheur

Et j’ai pris tant de choses cњur que mon cњur a battu trop vite

Au lieu d’tre un homme averti

Qui se passionne au ralenti, j’ai pris le parti des potes

C’est en cherchant la toison d’or

Que mon cњur a battu si fort, quand j’y pense encore, il s’arrte

Le cњur fragile, les mains fbriles, la bouche offerte

J’aurai vcu, sans avoir cru, l’le dserte

En attendant, le cњur battant, la dcouverte

Je veux dormir, je veux mourir la porte ouverte

On me dira c’est pas srieux

On ne s’en va pas pour si peu, il faut des raisons bien plus fortes

Mais je n’ai pas d’autres raisons

De mettre sous le paillasson, la petite cl de ma porte

On peut mourir tout doucement

D’un petit baiser qu’on attend, d’une voix froide au tlphone

D’un mot qu’on lance bout portant

D’une confiance qu’on reprend, d’un amour qui vous abandonne

Le cњur fragile, les mains fbriles, la bouche offerte

J’aurai vcu, sans avoir cru, l’le dserte

En attendant, le cњur battant, la dcouverte

Je veux dormir, je veux mourir la porte ouverte.

If I die on a beautiful winter evening

We'll say it's cancer or something

There may be experts

Who will decide on the contrary that it was tuberculosis

That's why I take the lead

To say right now, don't believe these old fools

I had iron health

I only had a little flaw, I had a little weak heart

The fragile heart, the feverish hands, the mouth offered

I would have lived, without having believed, the deserted island

In the meantime, heart beating, discovery

I want to sleep, I want to die with the door open

When we take everything with a light heart

It seems that we live without danger that death longs us fast

But I wanted to believe in happiness

And I took so many things to heart that my heart beat too fast

Instead of being a knowledgeable man

Who gets excited in slow motion, I took the side of the homies

It's looking for the golden fleece

That my heart beat so hard, when I think about it again, it stops

The fragile heart, the feverish hands, the mouth offered

I would have lived, without having believed, the deserted island

In the meantime, heart beating, discovery

I want to sleep, I want to die with the door open

They'll tell me it's not serious

We don't leave for so little, we need much stronger reasons

But I have no other reasons

To put under the doormat, the little key to my door

We can die slowly

With a long-awaited kiss, with a cold voice on the phone

Of a word that is thrown point-blank

Of a confidence that we regain, of a love that abandons you

The fragile heart, the feverish hands, the mouth offered

I would have lived, without having believed, the deserted island

In the meantime, heart beating, discovery

I want to sleep, I want to die with the door open.