Gilbert Bécaud — Quand Il Est Mort Le Poète song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Quand Il Est Mort Le Poète" by Gilbert Bécaud.
Lyrics
Quand il est mort, le poète,
Quand il est mort, le poète,
Tous ses amis,
Tous ses amis,
Tous ses amis pleuraient.
Quand il est mort le poète,
Quand il est mort le poète,
Le monde entier,
Le monde entier,
Le monde entier pleurait.
On enterra son étoile,
On enterra son étoile,
Dans un grand champ,
Dans un grand champ,
Dans un grand champ de blé.
Et c’est pour ça que l’on trouve,
Et c’est pour ça que l’on trouve,
Dans ce grand champ,
Dans ce grand champ,
Dans ce grand champ, des bleuets.
La, la, la…
Lyrics translation
When he died, the poet,
When he died, the poet,
All his friends,
All his friends,
All his friends were crying.
When the poet died,
When the poet died,
The whole world,
The whole world,
The whole world was crying.
We buried his star,
We buried his star,
In a big field,
In a big field,
In a big wheat field.
And that's why we find,
And that's why we find,
In this great field,
In this great field,
In this big field, blueberries.
La, la, la…