Yves Duteil — Grand Père Yitzhaak song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Grand Père Yitzhaak" by Yves Duteil.
Lyrics
Il a chant ses chansons, veill sur elle au salon.
Il coutait ses pomes, expliquait bien les problmes.
Ensemble autour de la rade, ils s’en allaient en balade.
Si ses parents la grondaient quelquefois, elle se cachait dans ses bras.
Il avait fait la guerre, autrefois, mais n’en parlait presque pas.
Elle pense lui chaque jour mais n’attend plus son retour.
Quand il partait en voyage, il crivait quelques pages.
Parfois si tendre et secret, c’tait ainsi qu’elle l’aimait.
Elle tait grande et pourtant, on autait dit une enfant
Une petite fille qui pleurait son grand-pre
Devant les grands de la terre.
Entre les larmes, elle disait que jamais nos regrets ne lui ramneraient
Malgr les Princes et les Rois, tout son bonheur d’autrefois.
Elle dessinait sa maison avec au loin l’horizon.
Il ajoutait dans le ciel une colombe, un soleil.
C’tait pour elle qu’il voulait tendre la main vers la paix
Et regarder les enfants dsunis sortir enfin de la nuit.
Il tait grave et srieux parfois et elle ne comprenait pas.
Elle pense lui chaque jour mais n’attend plus son retour.
Entre les larmes, elle savait qu’aucun hymne la paix ne lui ramnerait
Malgr l’espoir et la foi, tout ce bonheur d’autrefois. Mmm…
Elle tait grande et pourtant, on aurait dit une enfant
Une petite fille qui pleurait son grand-pre parmi les grands de la terre.
Lyrics translation
He sang her songs, veill about her in the living room.
He cost his Pommies, explained the problems well.
Together around the harbor, they went for a walk.
If her parents scolded her sometimes, she hid in her arms.
He had fought war in the past, but he almost didn't talk about it.
She thinks about him every day but does not wait for his return.
When he went on a trip, he wrote a few pages.
Sometimes so tender and secret, that's how she loved him.
She was tall and yet, we were told a child
A little girl crying her grand-pre
Before the great of the Earth.
Between tears, she said that we would never regret her
Despite the Princes and Kings, all his former happiness.
She was drawing her house with the horizon in the distance.
He added to the sky a dove, a sun.
It was for her that he wanted to reach out to peace
And watch the dsunis children finally get out of the night.
He was serious and srieux sometimes and she did not understand.
She thinks about him every day but does not wait for his return.
Between tears, she knew that no Hymn of peace would remain to her
Despite hope and faith, all this happiness of yesteryear. Mmm…
She was big and yet, she looked like a child
A little girl crying her grand-pre among the great ones of the Earth.