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Cheikh Sidi Bemol Amghar

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Published on Feb 20, 2007

premier clip de Cheikh Sidi Bemol, Amghar paroles et musiques de Hocine Boukella d'après Bonhomme de G.Brassens, dessins et animation Elho

Le vieux
Traduction francaise Hocine Boukella
La neige tapisse même la vallée;
La vieille va ramasser du bois
Pour chauffer son vieux.
Dans le lit, il attend;
L'heure est venue,
Il part bientôt.
Le souci la ronge, sèche ses yeux;
Le froid engourdit ses mains;
Avec peine, elle attache son fagot.
Le vieux, dans le lit, attend;
L'heure est venue, Il part bientôt.
L'oiseau de malheur crie à la femme:
«Pas besoin de bois, ton mari est mort!»
«Casse-toi loin d'ici, Faucon!
Le vieux, dans le lit, attend;
L'heure est venue, Il part bientôt.»
Elle presse le pas au souvenir des années
Qu'elle vécut seule quand il émigra jadis.
«Satan! Que Dieu te damne!
Le vieux, dans le lit, attend;
L'heure est venue, Il part bientôt.»
Elle rentre enfin, l'orage éclate
Elle dit: «Dieu, on n'en finira jamais!»
Le vent emporte ses paroles;
Le vieux, dans le lit, attend;
L'heure est venue, Il part bientôt.

The old man Translation Aric Wizenberg

Snow is covering even the valley;
The old woman is going to gather up some wood
In order to warm up her old man.
In the bed he awaits;
Time has come,
He's going to pass on soon.

Worries gnaw at her, dry her eyes;
Her hands are numbed with cold;
With difficulty she ties up her bundle of firewood.
The old man, in the bed, awaits;
Time has come,
He's going to pass on soon.

A bird of ill omen shouts to the woman:
"No need for this wood, you're husband is dead"
"Get lost, hawk!
The old man, in the bed, awaits;
Time has come,
He's going to pass on soon."

She hurried on, thinking to the past years
She lived alone, when long ago he emigrated,
"Satan! I wish God would curse you!
The old man, in the bed, awaits;
Time has come,
He's going to pass on soon."

At home she finally arrives, a storm breaks
She says: "God will it never end!"
Wind carries along her words;
The old man, in the bed, awaits;
Time has come,
He's going to pass on soon.

  • Category

  • Song

  • Artist

    • Cheikh Sidi Bémol
  • Album

    • El Bandi
  • Licensed to YouTube by

    • Believe Music (on behalf of Undergroone), and 1 Music Rights Societies

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