Georges Brassens — Les philistins song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Les philistins" by Georges Brassens.
Lyrics
Philistins, épiciers
Tandis que vous caressiez
Vos femmes
En songeant aux petits
Que vos grossiers appétits
Engendrent
Vous pensiez: «Ils seront
Menton rasé, ventre rond
Notaires "
Mais pour bien vous punir
Un jour vous voyez venir
Sur terre
Des enfants non voulus
Qui deviennent chevelus
Poètes…
Lyrics translation
Philistines, grocers
While you caress
Your wives
Thinking of the little ones
That your gross appetites
Generate
You thought, " they will be
Shaved chin, round belly
Notary "
But to punish you well
One day you see coming
On Earth
Unwanted children
Who become hairy
Poets…