L'Oeil magique - Lynda Lemay

Y’en a qui s’ouvrent et qui s’balancent

Y’en a qui grincent, y’en a qui dansent

Y’en a qui claquent d’un seul coup de pied l o je pense

Lorsque tu sonnes et qu’tu t’annonces

Y’en a qui donnent jamais d’rponse

Y’en a des fragiles qui dcrochent et qui s’dfoncent

Et puis y’en a des dures de dures (de dures)

Tu cognes dedans comme dans un mur

Elles sont belles et grandes et mtalliques

Elles te regardent attendre d’un oeil magique

Y’en a des vieilles et des coinces

Y’en a des petites toutes bien huiles

Y’en a sur lesquelles t’as toujours l’oreille colle

Y’en a qui s’verrouillent pour toujours

Y’en a qu’on force quand on a l’tour

Y’en a qu’on prend seulement que comme sortie de secours

Y’en a qu’on touche et puis qui craquent

Y’en a qu’on lche, y’en a qu’on plaque

Y’en a des transparentes qui donnent de bons spectacles

Y’en a qui t’prennent pour un voleur

Un jhovah, un colporteur

Y’en a qui s’laissent toujours avoir par la douceur

Y’en a souvent qui t’rendent jaloux

Dans les petits htels 30 sous

Y’en a qui marchent avec n’importe quel passe-partout

Des pas barres, des coulissantes

Des rserves aux employs

Des compltement absentes et…

.Et des barricades!

Et puis y’en a une toute modeste

Que t’as pas l’air de remarquer

Au 41, 1re Avenue Ouest

Il suffirait qu’tu tournes… sa jolie poigne

Some open and sway

Some creak, some dance

There are some who smack with a single kick where I think

When you ring and announce yourself

There are some who never give an answer

There are fragile ones who drop out and get high

And then there are some tough ones (hard ones)

You bump into it like a wall

They're nice and big and metallic

They watch you waiting with a magical eye

There are old and stuck ones

There are small ones all very well oiled

There are some that you always have your ear glued to

There are those who lock themselves forever

There are some that we force when we have the turn

Some we only take as an emergency exit

Some people touch and then crack

There are some that we drop, there are that we plate

There are transparent ones that give good shows

Some take you for a thief

A jhovah, a peddler

There are those who always let themselves be taken in by the sweetness

There are often those who make you jealous

In the small hotels 30 cents

There are those who work with any master key

Bar steps, sliding steps

Reservations to employees

Completely absent and...

.And barricades!

And then there's a very modest one

What you don't seem to notice

At 41 1st Avenue West

It would be enough for you to turn... his pretty grip