La ballade du chien loup - Nana Mouskouri

Priez pour le pauvre chien-loup

Sa louve est partie

Il la cherche comme un fou

De fermes en prairies

Mais le fleuve est en crue

Et les routes inondées

La terre a disparu

Et les ponts sont tombés

Il a perdu sa trace

Et il va n’importe où

C’est partout l’impasse

L’absence est partout

Et les grillons lui brisent

Le cœur de leur chant

Son courage s’enlise

Dans le soleil couchant

Il croit l’apercevoir

Par-dessus les fougères

Traversant le soir

De sa course légère

Mais oui c’est bien elle

Son allure un peu folle

Ses façons de gazelle

On dirait qu’elle vole

Elle est là toute proche

C’est bien son odeur

Il tourne il s’accroche

A son ancien bonheur

Et le jour se lève

Il ne l’a pas trouvée

Excepté en rêve

Il s’endort épuisé

Priez pour le pauvre chien-loup

Sa louve est partie

Il la cherche comme un fou

De fermes en prairies

Mais le matin est froid

Et son cœur s'éveille

Battant plus qu’autrefois

Mais moins fort que la veille

Soudain elle est là

Au bord du chemin

Elle ne regarde pas

Son compagnon lointain

Il se couche près d’elle

Il lui fait la cour

Et ses bons yeux fidèles

Lui demandent l’amour

Priez pour le pauvre chien-loup

Sa louve est revenue

Le collier autour du cou

Mais le cœur n’y est plus

Elle a couru le monde

Connu la liberté

Les journées sont plus longues

Quand on est attaché

Et il la regarde

Tout en sachant trop bien

Qu’il est un chien de garde

Qui ne garde plus rien

Qui leur a mis la laisse?

D’où vient leur servitude?

L’amour ou la faiblesse

Le maître ou l’habitude

Priez pour le pauvre chien-loup

Sa louve est partie

Il la cherche comme un fou

De fermes en prairies

Mais le fleuve est en crue

Et les routes inondées

La terre a disparu

Et les ponts sont tombés

Il a perdu sa trace

Et il va n’importe où

C’est partout l’impasse

L’absence est partout

Et les grillons lui brisent

Le cœur de leur chant

Son courage s’enlise

Dans le soleil couchant

Lalala lalala

Pray for the poor wolfdog

His wolf is gone

He's looking for her like crazy

From farms to meadows

But the river is in flood

And the flooded roads

The earth is gone

And the bridges fell

He lost his track

And he goes anywhere

It's a dead end everywhere

Absence is everywhere

And the crickets smash him

The heart of their song

His courage sinks

Into the setting sun

He thinks he sees her

over the ferns

Crossing the evening

Of his light course

But yes it is her

His somewhat crazy look

Her Gazelle Ways

Looks like she's flying

She's there very close

It's her smell

It spins it clings

To his former happiness

And the day breaks

He didn't find her

Except in dreams

He falls asleep exhausted

Pray for the poor wolfdog

His wolf is gone

He's looking for her like crazy

From farms to meadows

But the morning is cold

And her heart awakens

Beating more than before

But less strong than the day before

Suddenly there she is

By the roadside

She doesn't look

His distant companion

He lies down next to her

He woos her

And his faithful good eyes

ask him for love

Pray for the poor wolfdog

His wolf has returned

The necklace around the neck

But the heart is gone

She ran the world

Known freedom

The days are longer

When we're tied

And he looks at her

While knowing too well

That he's a watchdog

Who no longer keeps anything

Who put the leash on them?

Where does their bondage come from?

love or weakness

The Master or Habit

Pray for the poor wolfdog

His wolf is gone

He's looking for her like crazy

From farms to meadows

But the river is in flood

And the flooded roads

The earth is gone

And the bridges fell

He lost his track

And he goes anywhere

It's a dead end everywhere

Absence is everywhere

And the crickets smash him

The heart of their song

His courage sinks

Into the setting sun

Lalala lalala