Serge Gainsbourg — Viva Villa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Viva Villa" by Serge Gainsbourg.
Lyrics
Deux fusils, quatre pistolets
Et un couteau à cran d’arrêt
S’en vont à Guadalajara
C’est pour un fameux carnaval
Que s’avance cet arsenal
Qui a pour nom Pancho Villa
Tout à l’heure au pied du calvaire
Il dira une courte prière
Puis il reprendra ses jurons
Et son chemin et sa chanson
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Quatre fusils, dix pistolets
Quinze couteaux à cran d’arrêt
Viennent de Guadalajara
C’est pour un fameux carnaval
Que s’en vient tout cet arsenal
On recherche Pancho Villa
S’il vont du côté du calvaire
Ils trouv’ront l’révolutionnaire
Ils lui f’ront entendre raison
Ou bien avaler sa chanson
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Deux fusils, quatre pistolets
Et un couteau à cran d’arrêt
Allaient à Guadalajara
Ce fut un fameux carnaval
Quand on fit sauter l’arsenal
Qui s’appelait Pancho Villa
Il est là au pied du calvaire
Il vient de mordre la poussière
Les vautours ne lui laisseront
Que les os et les éperons
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Lyrics translation
Two rifles, four pistols
And a stop notch knife
Go to Guadalajara
It's for a famous carnival
What is ahead of this arsenal
Who is named Pancho Villa
Just now at the foot of Calvary
He will say a short prayer
Then he will swear again
And his way and his song
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Four rifles, ten pistols
Fifteen stop-notch knives
Come from Guadalajara
It's for a famous carnival
What's next all this arsenal
We are looking for Pancho Villa
If they go to the side of Calvary
They will find the Revolutionary
They'll tell him right.
Or swallow his song
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Two rifles, four pistols
And a stop notch knife
Went to Guadalajara
It was a famous carnival
When we blew up the arsenal
Who was called Pancho Villa
He is there at the foot of Calvary
He just bit the dust
The vultures will not let him
Than bones and Spurs
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!
Viva Villa!