Fernandel — Suzon la blanchisseuse song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Suzon la blanchisseuse" by Fernandel.
Lyrics
On voit partout aux devantures
Chez les marchands, des images, des tableaux
L’artiste représente la nature
Le soleil dans l’air ou bien la lune dans l’eau
Pour les civils, ça peut suffire
Mais les soldats, ceux de mon régiment
S’ils pouvaient peindre, je peux dire
Qu’ils feraient mieux, bien mieux assurément
Je sais bien, si les soldats peindraient
Je sais bien le tableau qu’ils feraient
Ils peindraient notre Suzon, Suzon la blanchisseuse
Qui traverse la cour du quartier
En portant son panier d’osier
Ils peindraient ses jolis yeux, ses frisettes soyeuses
Sa taille souple et son jupon court
Et le ruban qui flotte autour
On dit, peut-être on exagère,
Qu’au temps jadis, naguère, il y a longtemps,
Les rois épousaient des bergères
Qu’ils rencontraient en chassant dans les champs.
On ne disait rien, on laissait faire
Vu que les rois, ils avaient tous les droits.
Mais ça fait rien, quelle drôle d’affaire !
Heureusement qu’il viendra plus de rois
Je sais bien, si les rois revenaient
Je sais bien la femme qu’ils voudraient
Il voudraient notre Suzon, Suzon la blanchisseuse
Qui traverse la cour du quartier
En portant son panier d’osier
Ils voudraient ses jolis yeux, ses frisettes soyeuses
Sa taille souple et son jupon court
Et le ruban qui flotte autour
Bientôt, quand on sera d' la classe
On partira sans beaucoup de regret
Chez soi, on reprendra sa place
Et aux amis on contera ce qu’on a fait
On regrettera pas, je vous le certifie,
Les exercices, le sac, le fourniment,
Les haricots, la théorie
On regrettera pas les bontés de l’adjudant
Mais je sais, quand on y pensera,
Je sais bien ce qu’on regrettera
On regrettera notre Suzon, Suzon la blanchisseuse
Qui traverse la cour du quartier
En portant son panier d’osier
On regrettera ses jolis yeux, ses frisettes soyeuses
Sa taille souple et son jupon court
Et le ruban qui flotte autour
Lyrics translation
We see everywhere in the storefronts
At merchants, pictures, paintings
The artist represents nature
The sun in the air or the moon in the water
For civilians, that may be enough
But the soldiers, those of my regiment
If they could paint, I can say
That they would do better, much better certainly
I know, if the soldiers would paint
I know the painting they would do.
They would paint our Suzon, Suzon The Laundress
Who crosses the courtyard of the neighborhood
Carrying his wicker basket
They would paint her pretty eyes, her silky friezes
Her soft waist and short petticoat
And the ribbon that floats around
We say, maybe we exaggerate,
That in the old days, once, long ago,
Kings married shepherds
They met while hunting in the fields.
We didn't say anything, we let it happen.
Since the Kings, they had every right.
But it doesn't matter, what a funny business !
Fortunately there will come more Kings
I know, if the Kings came back
I know the woman they'd want.
He would like our Suzon, Suzon The Laundress
Who crosses the courtyard of the neighborhood
Carrying his wicker basket
They'd like her pretty eyes, her silky friezes
Her soft waist and short petticoat
And the ribbon that floats around
Soon, when we're in class
We will leave without much regret
At home, we will take its place
And we'll tell our friends what we did
We won't regret it, I assure you,
The exercises, the bag, the supply,
Beans, theory
We will not regret the good deeds of the Warrant Officer
But I know, when we think about it,
I know what we'll regret.
We'll regret our Suzon, Suzon The Laundress
Who crosses the courtyard of the neighborhood
Carrying his wicker basket
We will regret her pretty eyes, her silky friezes
Her soft waist and short petticoat
And the ribbon that floats around