Mano Solo — Chacun sa peine song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Chacun sa peine" by Mano Solo.
Lyrics
Sur le quai chacun sa peine,
y’a des mariniers qui pleurent,
et de leur tas de tôles moisies,
on entend monter leur cri…
Et sur la tête de ma mère,
moi je te jure qu’elle est belle la vie
et sur la tête de tous mes frères
mais pas sur la tête de mon chien,
lui c’est mon copain…
Sur le quai chacun sa peine,
y’a des mariniers qu’ont du chagrin,
et qui cultivent leur haine
du soir au matin…
Y’a plus de gaz-oil dans les cuves,
y’a plus que des chiens qui s’usent,
les dents plantées dans la ferraille
et qui livrent l’ultime bataille…
Sur le quai chacun sa peine,
il suffirait vraiment d’un rien,
il suffirait qu’on les aime
pour que les hommes pensent à demain…
Il suffirait qu’elles reviennent,
les femmes parties avec de vrais marins,
que le tour du monde les ramène
jusqu’au canal Saint-Martin…
Lyrics translation
On the dock each his pain,
there are sailors crying,
and their pile of moldy sheet,
we hear their cry rise…
And on my mother's head,
I swear it's a beautiful life
and on the heads of all my brothers
but not on my dog's head,
he's my boyfriend.…
On the dock each his pain,
there are sailors who have grief,
and who cultivate their hatred
from evening to morning…
There's more gas-oil in the tanks,
there are more than dogs that wear out,
teeth planted in scrap
and who deliver the ultimate battle…
On the dock each his pain,
it would really be enough of nothing,
all we need to do is love them.
for men to think about tomorrow…
It would be enough for them to return,
Women parties with real sailors,
let the world tour bring them back
to the canal Saint-Martin…