La ville que j'ai tant aimée
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| LA VILLE QUE J'AI TANT AIMÉE Elle est née d'une ferme tout en haut d'un rocher Cette ville que j'ai tant, tant et tant aimée Du lavoir à l'hiver, de l'église à l'été, Les siècles s'enchaînaient aux années... Ils avaient les moissons pour vacances l'été Et les femmes saignaient sur le lin des rouets Et la pluie tombait blanche sur les toits ardoisés Dans la ville que j'ai tant aimée On y venait de Nantes les dimanches d'été Avant qu'elle ne soit grande quand notre siècle est né Chemises et robes blanches les jardins ouvriers Fleurissaient sous des ciels de pommiers C'est la fin de l'enfance et nous avons dansé Dans l'école un dimanche, il y a seize années Le soleil a brillé sur les toits ardoisés De la ville que j'ai tant aimée Et les filles riaient et les hommes buvaient La ville était adulte et les arbres chantaient Et puis une aube grise un matin s'est levée L'herbe rouille et l'aubier est gelé Ils ont tout brisé, balayé et brûlé Ils ont tout interdit tout arraché Et la pluie tombe noire sur les toits ardoisés De la ville que j'ai tant aimée J'y ai vu un gamin en costume arlequin Peindre un arbre bleuté dans un étang gelé Nous avons su apprendre aux enfants à rêver Dans la ville qu'ils ont tant aimée. | LA VILLE QUE J'AI TANT AIMÉE THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL Phil Coulter, 1973 In my memory I will always see The town that I have loved so well. Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall, And we laughed through the smoke and the smell. Going home in the rain, running down the dark lane, Past the jail and down behind the Fountain. Those were happy days in so many, many ways In the town that I loved so well. In the early morn, the shirt factory horn Called the women from Creggan, the Mor and the Bog, While the men on the dole played the mothers’ role, Fed the children and walked the dog. Well when times got tough they had just about enough For they saw it through without complaining. For deep inside was a burning pride For the town that I loved so well. There was music there in the Derry Air Like a language that we could all understand. I remember the day when I earned my first pay, Playing songs in a small pickup band. Well I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth I was sad to leave it all behind me. For I learned about life and I met me a wife In the town that I loved so well. Now when I returned how my eyes were burned To see how a town could be brought to its knees By the armoured cars and the burned-out bars And the gas that hangs from every breeze. Now the army's installed by the gasyard wall And that barb wire keeps getting fucking higher With their tanks and their guns, oh my God what have they done To the town that I loved so well. Now the music's gone but they still carry on. Their spirit is bent, but never broken. They will not forget - for their hearts are all set On tomorrow and peace once again. Well, what's won is won and what's done is done And what's lost is lost and gone forever. I can only pray for a bright brand new day In the town that I loved so well. |
