Kévin Parent — Les doigts song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Les doigts" by Kévin Parent.
Lyrics
Le pouce est le doigt
Qui sert me dplacer
Il est court et robuste
Je peux toujours m’y fier
C’est lui qui tire pile ou face
Et qui soutient ses frres
Pour dvisser ou s’agripper
Ou pour aprouver une affaire
On dit qu’il est maladroit
Peut-tre parce qu’il est loin
Et diffrent des autres doigts
Mais solidaire quand ferme le point
L’index est le doigt, rus, intelligent
Qui semble tre le chef
Qui dirige concrtement
Il peut te pointer svre et t’accuser mchamment
T’indiquer une direction et t’appeler amoureusement
Le majeur est le doigt
Le plus grand, le plus visible
Du centre de ses frres
Il apporte un quilibre
Il est raison partion
Il peut tre fort ou sensible
Et quand y a trop de confusion
Spontanment il s’exprime
-Musique-
L’annulaire est le doigt
Qu’on oublie trop souvent
Discret et soldat
Il suit les autres calmement
Il a l’esprit de famille
Et porte firement le jonc
Responsable, protge le petit
Il est naf, mais il est bon
L’auriculaire est le doigt
Le plus petit, le plus fragile
Inscure et exigeant
C’est le dernier, le plus sensible
Reconnu pour son flair, son intuition, sa clairvoyance
Il a une touche de magie, mon petit doigt me porte chance
Et la paume de ma main
Imprime de mille chemins
Semble vouloir me dire
Que je n’existe pas pour rien
Lyrics translation
The thumb is the finger
Who serves me dplacer
It is short and sturdy
I can always trust it
He's the one who shoots straight or straight.
And who supports his brothers
For holding or grasping
Or to approve a case
They say he's clumsy
Maybe because it's far away
And differ from other fingers
But supportive when close the point
The index finger is the finger, Rus, smart
Who seems to be the leader
Who leads concretely
He can point you out and accuse you badly
Show you a direction and call you lovingly
The middle finger is
The largest, most visible
From the centre of his brothers
It brings a balance
It is reason partion
It can be strong or sensitive
And when there is too much confusion
Spontaneously he expresses himself
-Musical-
The ring finger is the finger
That we forget too often
Discreet and soldier
He follows the others calmly
It has family spirit
And wears the rod tightly
Responsible, protect the little
It's naf, but it's good
The auricle is the finger
The smallest, the most fragile
Inscure and demanding
This is the last, most sensitive
Known for his flair, intuition, clairvoyance
It has a touch of magic, my little finger brings me luck
And the palm of my hand
Print a thousand ways
Seems to want to tell me
That I don't exist for nothing