Michel Sardou — La Vieille song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Vieille" by Michel Sardou.

Lyrics

Elle a des cerises sur son chapeau
La vieille
Elle se fait croire que c’est l'? t?
Au soleil on se sent rassur?
Il para? t qu’la dame? la faux
C’est l’hiver qu’elle fait son boulot
C’est pas qu’elle tienne tant? la vie
Mais les vieilles? a a des manies
Ca aime son fauteuil et son lit
M? me si le monde s’arr? te ici
Elle a la t? te comme un placard
La vieille
Et des souvenirs bien rang? s Comme ses draps ses taies d’oreillers
Son tout premier carnet de bal
Du temps o? la valse c'? tait mal
Un petit morceau de voile blanc
Du temps o? l’on s’mariait enfant
De son feu h? ros une croix de guerre
De l’avant-derni? re derni? re guerre
Elle a des cerises sur son chapeau
La vieille
Elle se fait croire que c’est l'? t?
Elle ne fait plus partie du temps
Elle a cent ans elle a mille ans
Elle est pli? e elle est froiss? e Comme un journal du temps pass?
Elle a sa famille en photos
La vieille
Sur le buffet ils sont en rangs
Et? a sourit de toutes ses dents
Y’a les p’tits enfants des enfants
Et les enfants des p’tits enfants
Y’a ceux qui viendraient bien des fois
Mais qui n’ont pas d’auto pour? a Ceux qui ont pas l’temps qu’habitent pas l?
Puis y’a les autres qui n’y pensent pas
Elle a des cerises sur son chapeau
La vieille
Elle veut s’faire croire que c’est l'? t?
Elle a des cerises sur son chapeau
La vieille
Elle se fait croire que c’est l'? t?

Lyrics translation

She has Cherries on her hat
The old
She makes herself believe it's the? t?
In the sun do we feel reassured?
He stops? t than the lady? false
It's winter she's doing her job
Isn't she holding on so long? life
But the old ones? a a mania
She loves her chair and her bed
M? me if the world stops? te here
Does she have the t? you like a closet
The old
And memories tidy? s like her sheets her pillowcases
Her very first prom notebook
Time o? was it worth it? was wrong
A small piece of white veil
Time o? we were getting married as a child
From his fire h? ros a war cross
From the penultimate? re derni? re Wars
She has Cherries on her hat
The old
She makes herself believe it's the? t?
She is no longer part of time
She's a hundred she's a thousand
Is it crease? is she crumpled? e like a time pass journal?
She has her family in pictures
The old
On the buffet they are in rows
And? smiled with all his teeth
There are the little children of the children
And the children of the little children
There are those who would come many times
But who do not have a car for? to those who do not have time to live there?
Then there are others who don't think about it
She has Cherries on her hat
The old
She wants to make herself believe it's the one? t?
She has Cherries on her hat
The old
She makes herself believe it's the? t?