Bourvil — La Marche des matelassiers song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Marche des matelassiers" by Bourvil.
Lyrics
Les matelassiers
Les matelassiers
Voilà les matelas, les matelas, matelassiers qui passent.
Ça va carder.
Allez, allez, matelassiers.
Gloire aux matelas - aux matelas, et aux matelassiers.
Quel beau métier, car il touche toutes les couches de la société.
Les matelassiers
Les matelassiers
– Salut.
– Ah ! Salut. Ça va ?
– Ça va et toil' à matelas ?
– Oh, amusant. La prochaine fois, c'est moi qui vous l'dis, hein ?
– D'accord ? Bon.
Mon père était matelassier.
Mon grand-père était matelassier.
Mon arrière-grand-père était matelassier.
Et moi-même, je suis...
– Matelassier ?
– Mais non, me soufflez pas, voyons, je l'sais... matelassier.
Voilà les matelas, les matelas, matelassiers qui passent.
Ça va carder.
Allez, allez, matelassiers.
Gloire aux matelas - aux matelas, et aux matelassiers.
Quel beau métier, car il touche toutes les couches de la société.
– Salut
– Ah vous revoilà ? Alors, c'coup-là, c'est moi qui vous l'dis, hein ?
Bon alors, comment ça va ?
– Ça va, et vous ?
– A matelas... Oh, je saisis vite, moi, vous savez... Bon, ah, oui.
Mon pantalon est sous l'matelas.
Tout mon pognon est sous l'matelas.
Par-dessus tout ça, il y a Irma.
Et moi-même, je suis...
– Sous le matelas ?
– Mais non... Décidément, vous êtes bête... dans ses draps !
Voilà les matelas, les matelas, matelassiers qui passent.
Ça va carder.
Allez, allez, matelassiers.
Gloire aux matelas - aux matelas, et aux matelassiers.
Quel beau métier, car il touche toutes les couches de la société.
Les matelassiers, les mat...
– Ah bon, vous êtes partis ? Bon, beuh, au r'voir... à matelas
Ha ha ha ha ha, je crois qu'j'ai eu l'mot d' la fin là !
Lyrics translation
The quilters
The quilters
Here are the mattresses, mattresses, quilters passing by.
It'll carve.
Come on, Come on, quilters.
Glory to mattresses - to mattresses, and to quilters.
What a beautiful profession, because it affects all layers of society.
The quilters
The quilters
– Salvation.
- Ah ! Hello. What's up?
- How's the mattress?
- Oh, fun. Next time, I'll tell you, right ?
- Okay ? Good.
My father was a quilter.
My grandfather was a quilter.
My great-grandfather was a quilter.
And I myself am...
- Matelassier ?
- But no, don't blow me, I know... matelassier.
Here are the mattresses, mattresses, quilters passing by.
It'll carve.
Come on, Come on, quilters.
Glory to mattresses - to mattresses, and to quilters.
What a beautiful profession, because it affects all layers of society.
– Salvation
- Oh, you're back ? So, this is me telling you, huh ?
So, how are you ?
- How are you ?
- The mattresses... Oh, I get it fast, you know... Well, ah, yes.
My pants are under the mattress.
All my money is under the mattress.
On top of that, there's Irma.
And I myself am...
- Under the mattress ?
- But no... You're definitely stupid... in his sheets !
Here are the mattresses, mattresses, quilters passing by.
It'll carve.
Come on, Come on, quilters.
Glory to mattresses - to mattresses, and to quilters.
What a beautiful profession, because it affects all layers of society.
The quilters, the mat...
- Well, you're gone ? All right, well, let's see... mattress supports
Ha ha ha ha ha, I think I got the end word there !