Edith Piaf — J' m'en fous pas mal song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "J' m'en fous pas mal" by Edith Piaf.
Lyrics
Je suis n? e, Passage de la Bonne Graine.
J’en ai pris d’la graine, et pour longtemps
J’travaille comme un chien toute la semaine
J’vous jure que l’patron, il est content
Mes amies se sont mises en col? re:
«C'est pas bien malin, c’que tu fais l…
Faut c’qu’y faut, mais toi, tu exag? res,
Tu verras qu’un jour, tu le regretteras…»
J’m’en fous pas mal.
Y peut m’arriver n’importe quoi,
J’m’en fous pas mal.
J’ai mon dimanche qui est? moi.
C’est p’t'?t'banal,
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,
?a m’est ?gal !
J’m’en fous !
Il y a les bords de la Seine.
Il y a l’avenue de l’Op?ra.
Il y a le Bois de Vincennes.
Quel beau dimanche on a l?
Et puis, y a l’bal
Qui vous flanque des frissons partout.
'y a des? toiles
Qui sont plus belles que les bijoux.
'y a les beaux m? les
Qui vous embrassent dans le cou.
L’reste, apr? s tout,
J’m’en fous !
Ce fut par un de ces beaux dimanches
Que, tous deux, l’on se mit? danser.
De grands yeux noirs, de longues mains blanches,
Alors, j’me suis laiss? e embrasser.
Mes amies se sont mises en col? re:
«C'type-l?, c’est connu, il a pas d’c?ur.
C’est un va-nu-pieds, un tra? ne-mis?re.
Y t’en fra voir de toutes les couleurs…»
J’m’en fous pas mal.
Il peut m’arriver n’importe quoi,
J’m’en fous pas mal.
J’ai mon amant qui est? moi.
C’est p’t'?t'banal
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,
?a m’est ?gal !
J’m’en fous !
Il y a ses bras qui m’enlacent.
Il y a son corps doux et chaud.
Il y a sa bouche qui m’embrasse.
Ha, mon amant, c’qu’il est beau !
Et puis 'y a l’bal.
Quand je suis dans ses bras, c’est fou.
J’me trouverais mal.
Quand il m’dit: «Viens ! Rentrons chez nous !»
Ah l’animal !
Avec lui, j’irais n’importe o?.
L’reste apr? s tout,
J’m’en fous !
J’ai v? cu des heures si jolies
Quand il me tenait entre ses bras.
J’n’aurais jamais cru que, dans la vie,
On puisse? tre heureuse? ce point-l?
Mais un jour o? tout n'?tait que rires,
Un jour de printemps rempli de joie,
Il s’en est all? sans rien me dire,
Sans m? me m’embrasser une derni? re fois…
J’m’en fous pas mal.
'y peut m’arriver n’importe quoi,
J’m’en fous pas mal.
J’ai mon pass? qui est? moi.
C’est p’t'?t'banal
Mais ce que les gens pensent de vous,
?a m’est ?gal.
J’m’en fous !
Les souvenirs qui m’enlacent
Chantent au fond de mon c? ur Et tous les coins o? je passe
Me rappellent mon bonheur,
Et puis 'y a l’bal.
Je danse, et je ferme les yeux.
Je crois que c’est encore nous deux.
Parfois, j’ai mal.
J’ai mon c? ur qui frappe? grands coups.
?a m’est ?gal.
J’m’en fous …
Lyrics translation
I'm n? E, Passage of the right seed.
I took some seed, and for a long time
I work like a dog all week
I swear the boss, he's happy
Did my friends put themselves in a collar? re:
"It's not very smart, you do the…
You have to, but you exag? re,
You'll see that one day, you'll regret it…»
I don't give a shit.
Anything can happen to me,
I don't give a shit.
Who's my Sunday? ego.
Is it P't'?t'tranal,
But what people think of you,
?to me ?gal !
I don't care !
There are the banks of the Seine.
Is there the avenue of the Op?ra.
There is the Bois de Vincennes.
What a nice Sunday we have?
And then there's the ball
Which gives you chills everywhere.
'there are? canvas
That are more beautiful than jewelry.
'there are the beautiful m's? the
Who kiss you in the neck.
The rest, apr? s all,
I don't care !
It was by one of those beautiful Sundays
What did we both do? dance.
Big black eyes, long white hands,
So, did I get sick? and kissing.
Did my friends put themselves in a collar? re:
"L-type? it's known, he has no c?ur.
Is he a bare-footed, tra? no-mis?re.
Y T'en FRA see of all colors…»
I don't give a shit.
Anything can happen to me,
I don't give a shit.
Who's my lover? ego.
Is it P't'?t'tranal
But what people think of you,
?to me ?gal !
I don't care !
His arms are hugging me.
There is her soft and warm body.
There's his mouth kissing me.
Ha, My Lover, he's beautiful !
And then there's the ball.
When I'm in his arms, it's crazy.
I'd feel bad.
When he says, " Come ! Let's go home !»
Ah the animal !
With him, I'd go anywhere?.
The rest after? s all,
I don't care !
I have v? cu hours so pretty
When he held me in his arms.
I never would have believed that in life,
Can we? are you happy? what point it?
But one day o? all right?what a laugh!,
A spring day filled with joy,
He's gone? without telling me anything,
Without m? kiss me one last time? re Times…
I don't give a shit.
'anything can happen to me,
I don't give a shit.
Do I have my pass? who is it? ego.
Is it P't'?t'tranal
But what people think of you,
?to me ?gal.
I don't care !
The memories that embrace me
Sing in the back of my c? ur and all corners o? I pass
Remind me of my happiness,
And then there's the ball.
I dance, and I close my eyes.
I think it's the two of us again.
Sometimes it hurts.
Do I have my c? who's knocking? big shots.
?to me ?gal.
I don't care …