Une demoiselle sur une balançoire (52/54/58) - Yves Montand

Un' demoisell' sur un' balan??

oire

Se balan??

ait ??

la f??

te un dimanche

Elle??

tait belle et l’on pouvait voir

Ses jambes blanches sous son jupon noir…

Le marchand lui criait: «Voulez-vous vous asseoir?

Descendez, descendez, c’est assez pour ce soir

Si vous restez debout

Vous allez vous casser le cou !»

Mais la demoisell' sur la balan??

oire

Riait, riait et montait de plus belle

Elle??

tait belle et l’on pouvait croir'

Qu’ell' s’envolait pour toujours dans le ciel

Mais c'??tait d??

fendu

Elle est redescendue

Quand elle est descendue

Moi j'??tais tout??

mu

Je lui ai dit: «Mad'moiselle

J’ai cru que vous aviez des ailes !»

On est all??

s au tir

Aux ch’vaux d’bois, aux nougats

Au cirque, ??

la femm' tronc

Mais??

a n’l’amusait pas…

Ell' m’a dit: «Je vous remercie

Je pr??

f??r' retourner l??-bas…»

Et voil?

qu’ell' m’a laiss?

Pour aller s’balancer

Un' demoisell' sur un' balan??

oire

Se balan??

ait ??

la f??

te un dimanche

Elle??

tait belle et l’on pouvait voir

Ses jambes blanches sous son jupon noir…

Quand elle est descendue

Toujours aussi??

mu

Je lui ai propos?: «Voulez-vous m'??pouser ?»

A la mairie du douzi??

me

J’ai dit oui, elle de m??

m'

Je l’ai prise par le nez

Par le cou, par le bras

J’l’avais tout contre moi

Mais??

a n’l’amusait pas

Ell' m’a dit: «J'vous remercie

Je pr??

f??r' retourner l??-bas…»

Et voil?

qu’ell' m’a laiss?

Pour aller s’balancer !

…

A 'damsel' on a 'balan??

hear

Swing??

has??

the f??

you on a sunday

She??

you were beautiful and you could see

Her white legs under her black petticoat...

The merchant was shouting at him, "Do you want to sit down?

Get down, get down, that's enough for tonight

If you stay up

You'll break your neck!"

But the lady on the balan??

hear

Laughed and laughed and rose louder

She??

was beautiful and you could believe

That she flew forever into the sky

But it was due

split

She came back down

When she came down

I was everything

mu

I told her, "Ma'am

I thought you had wings!”

We went??

s at shooting

With wooden horses, nougats

At the circus, ??

the woman's trunk

But??

it didn't amuse him...

She said to me, "Thank you

I pr??

f??r' go back there…»

And voila?

what did she leave me?

To go swing

A 'damsel' on a 'balan??

hear

Swing??

has??

the f??

you on a sunday

She??

you were beautiful and you could see

Her white legs under her black petticoat...

When she came down

Always too??

mu

I said to her, "Do you want to marry me?"

At the town hall of the douzi??

me

I said yes, she from m??

me

I took it by the nose

By the neck, by the arm

I had it all against me

But??

it did not amuse him

She said to me: "Thank you

I pr??

f??r' go back there…»

And voila?

what did she leave me?

To go swing!

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