Georges Moustaki — Joseph song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Joseph" by Georges Moustaki.
Lyrics
Voilà c’que c’est, mon vieux Joseph
Que d’avoir pris la plus jolie
Parmi les filles de Galilée,
Celle qu’on appelait Marie.
Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph,
Prendre Sarah ou Déborah
Et rien ne serait arrivé,
Mais tu as préféré Marie.
Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph,
Rester chez toi, tailler ton bois
Plutôt que d’aller t’exiler
Et te cacher avec Marie.
Tu aurais pu, mon vieux Joseph,
Faire des petits avec Marie
Et leur apprendre ton métier
Comme ton père te l’avait appris.
Pourquoi a-t-il fallu, Joseph,
Que ton enfant, cet innocent,
Ait eu ces étranges idées
Qui ont tant fait pleurer Marie?
Parfois je pense à toi, Joseph,
Mon pauvre ami, lorsque l’on rit
De toi qui n’avais demandé
Qu'à vivre heureux avec Marie.
Lyrics translation
That's what it is, old Joseph.
Than to have taken the prettiest
Among the Daughters of Galilee,
The one we used to call Mary.
You could have, old Joseph.,
Take Sarah or Deborah
And nothing would have happened,
But you preferred Mary.
You could have, old Joseph.,
Staying at home, carving your wood
Rather than go into exile
And hide with Mary.
You could have, old Joseph.,
Making babies with Mary
And teach them your craft
Like your father taught you.
Why Did It Take, Joseph?,
That your child, that innocent,
Had these strange ideas
Who made Mary cry so much?
Sometimes I think of you, Joseph,
My poor friend, when we laugh
Of you who didn't ask
Than to live happily with Mary.