Georges Chelon — Le phare de la defense song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Le phare de la defense" by Georges Chelon.
Lyrics
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Sur la ville endormie
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
On devine Paris
Dans sa tour de cristal
Au tout dernier étage
Comme dans un bocal
Il contemple l’orage
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Les bureaux sont déserts
Comme un gardien de phare
Il donne la lumière
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Les yeux remplis d'étoiles
Il guide les bateaux
Qui ont perdu leurs voiles
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Qui a peur des éclairs
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
A grands coups de tonnerre
Sur son piton rocheux
Au bout de la Défense
Il parle avec les dieux
Les dieux de son enfance
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Et cette eau qui se perd
Ce n’est plus un orage
C’est déjà la tempête
Là-bas dans le village
Où vit encore son père
Le sable a recouvert
les tombes des ancêtres
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Et les hommes se terrent
Je connais des pays
Où l’on ferait la fête
Cette ville qui dort
Et cette eau qui se perd
Et ce gardien de phare
Perdu dans son désert
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Les tours de la Défense
Sont comme des bateaux
Qui tanguent et qui balancent
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Sur le mât le plus haut
Accroché à la hune
Il porte son drapeau
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Et vous gagnez le port
Sans savoir qu’un héros
A sauvé votre ville
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Mais de moins en moins fort
Et les vagues se calment
Et le rêve vacille
Il pleut, il pleut, il pleut
Il ne pleut presque plus
Les clameurs se sont tues
Et les hommes d’affaires
Gagnent le bâtiment
Au bout de l’avenue
Il range son balai
Et éteint la lumière
Lyrics translation
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
On the sleepy city
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
We guess Paris
In its Crystal Tower
On the very top floor
Like in a jar
He contemplates the storm
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
Offices are deserted
Like a lighthouse keeper
It gives light
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
Eyes filled with stars
He guides boats
Who have lost their sails
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
Who is afraid of lightning
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
Great thunderstorms
On its rocky piton
At the end of the Defense
He speaks with the gods
The gods of his childhood
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
And that water that gets lost
It's not a storm anymore
It's already the storm
There in the village
Where his father still lives
Sand covered
the tombs of the ancestors
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
And men are terrified
I know countries
Where we'd party
This city that sleeps
And that water that gets lost
And this lighthouse keeper
Lost in its desert
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
The towers of Defense
Are like boats
Who tangle and swing
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
On the highest mast
Hung on the hune
He carries his flag
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
And you win the port
Without knowing that a hero
Saved your city
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
But less and less strong
And the waves calm down
And the dream falters
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining
It's almost not raining anymore
The clamors killed themselves
And businessmen
Win the building
At the end of the avenue
He puts away his broom
And turns off the light