Le Petit Brouillard - Édith Piaf, Jean Leccia

Toujours ce sale petit brouillard

Toujours ce sale petit cafard

Qui vous transperce jusqu’aux os

Et qui se colle?

Votre peau

Il me semble le voir encore

Le soir o?

Son copain du port

Lui apporta le faux passeport

Et son visa pour Buenos Aires

J’ignore ce qu’il avait fait

Je n’avais compris qu’une chose:

Que sa derni?

Re chance?

Tait

Qu’il prenne ce navire?

L’aube

Et quand vint l’heure du d?

Part

Je re?

Us son dernier regard

Dans le petit matin blafard

D?

Chir?

Par les sir?

Nes

Toujours ce sale petit brouillard

Toujours ce sale petit cafard

Qui nous transperce jusqu’aux os

Et qui se colle?

Votre peau

La passerelle?

Tait lev?

E

Et c’est quand je l’ai cru sauv?

Que des hommes sont arriv?

S

Et l’on fait redescendre?

Terre

J’ignore ce qu’il avait fait

Mais, pour ne pas me compromettre

Il passa menottes aux poignets

Sans avoir l’air de me conna?

Tre

Et depuis qu’ils l’ont emmen?

Je pense?

Lui des jours entiers

En regardant les longs courriers

Diminuer et dispara?

Tre

Toujours ce sale petit brouillard

Toujours ce sale petit cafard

Toujours ce sale petit brouillard

Toujours ce sale petit cafard

Toujours ce sale petit brouillard

Toujours ce sale petit cafard…

Always that dirty little fog

Always that dirty little cockroach

that pierces you to the bone

And who sticks?

Your skin

I seem to see him again

The evening o?

His Harbor Buddy

Brought him the false passport

And his visa for Buenos Aires

I don't know what he had done

I only understood one thing:

What's his last?

Re luck?

Tai

Take this ship?

Dawn

And when it was dinner time?

Go

I re?

Take his last look

In the pale early morning

D?

chir?

By sirs?

Nes

Always that dirty little fog

Always that dirty little cockroach

Which pierces us to the bone

And who sticks?

Your skin

Gateway?

Were you up?

E

And that's when I thought he was saved?

That men have arrived?

S

And we bring it back down?

Earth

I don't know what he had done

But, not to compromise me

He put handcuffs on his wrists

Without seeming to know me?

Tre

And since they took him away?

I think?

Him for whole days

Looking at the long hauls

Decrease and disappear?

Tre

Always that dirty little fog

Always that dirty little cockroach

Always that dirty little fog

Always that dirty little cockroach

Always that dirty little fog

Always that dirty little cockroach...