Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble
Sur la rive en fleurs,
Riant au matin
Viens, descendons ensemble.

Doucement glissons de son flot charmant
Suivons le courant fuyant
Dans l’onde frémissante
D’une main nonchalante
Viens, gagnons le bord,
Où la source dort et
L’oiseau, l’oiseau chante.

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin,
Ah! descendons
Ensemble!

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble
Sur la rive en fleurs,
Riant au matin
Viens, descendons ensemble.

Doucement glissons de son flot charmant
Suivons le courant fuyant
Dans l’onde frémissante
D’une main nonchalante
Viens, gagnons le bord,
Où la source dort et
L’oiseau, l’oiseau chante.

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin,
Ah! descendons
Ensemble!

EN
Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
With the roses entwined together
On the river bank covered with flowers laughing in the morning
Let us descend together!

Gently floating on its charming risings,
On the river’s current
On the shining waves,
One hand reaches,
Reaches for the bank,
Where the spring sleeps,
And the bird, the bird sings.

Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
Ah! calling us
Together!

Under the thick dome where white jasmine
With the roses entwined together
On the river bank covered with flowers laughing in the morning
Let us descend together!

Gently floating on its charming risings,
On the river’s current
On the shining waves,
One hand reaches,
Reaches for the bank,
Where the spring sleeps,
And the bird, the bird sings.

Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
Ah! calling us
Together!

Où va le jeune Indoue,
Fille des Parias,
Quand la lune se joue
Dans les grands mimosas?
Quand la lune se joue
Dans les grands mimosas?
Elle court sur la mousse
Et ne se souvient pas

Que partout on repousse
L’enfant des parias.
Elle court sur la mousse,
L’enfant des parias;
Le long des lauriers roses,
Rêvant de douces choses,
Ah!

Elle passe sans bruit
Et riant à la nuit à la nuit!
Là-bas dans la forêt plus sombre,
Quel est ce voyageur perdu?
Autour de lui des yeux brillent dans l’ombre,

Il marche encore au hasard éperdu!
Les fauves rugissent de joie,
Ils vont se jeter sur leur proie

La jeune fille accourt et brave leurs fureurs,

Elle a dans sa main la baguette
Où tinte la clochette, où tinte la clochette
Des charmeurs.
(imitant la clochette)
Ah! ah! ah!
L’étranger la regarde,
Elle reste éblouie,
Il est plus beau que les Rajahs!
Il rougira s’il sait qu’il doit la vie
A la fille des parias.
Mais lui, l’endormant dans un rêve,
Jusque dans le ciel il l’enlève,
En lui disant: ta place est là!
C’était Vishnou, fils de Brahma!
Depuis jour au fond des bois,
Le voyageur entend parfois
Le bruit léger de la baguette
Où tinte la clochette,
Où tinte la clochette
Des charmeurs.
(imitant la clochette)
Ah! ah! ah!

Where will the young Indian girl,
daughter of the paraiahs,
go when the moon dances
In the large mimosas trees?
She runs on the moss
And does not remember
That she is pushed around
The child of outcasts;
Along the oleanders,
Dreaming of sweet things, Ah!
She goes without noise
And laughs a night.
There in the dark forest
Who is the lost traveler?
Around him
Eyes shining in the darkness,
He wonders randomly, aimless and lost!
The wild beasts roar of joy,
They will pounce on their prey,
The girl runs to him
And braves their fury
She has in her hand the baton
with tinkle bell charms!
The stranger looks at her,
and remains dazzled.
She is more beautiful than the Rajahs!
He will blush if he knows he must owe
his life to the daughter of the pariahs.
But they fall asleep and drift into a dream,
Up in the sky, they are transported,
The traveler tells her: 'your place is here!'
It was Vishnu, son of Brahma!
From that day on, in the depths of the dark forest,
a traveler may sometimes hear
the slight noise of the baton
with the tinkle bell charms!

Sì, mi chiamano Mimì
Ma il mio nome è Lucia
La storia mia è breve
A tela o a seta
Ricamo in casa e fuori...
Son tranquilla e lieta
Ed è mio svago
Far gigli e rose
Mi piaccion quelle cose
Che han sì dolce malìa
Che parlano d'amor, di primavere
Che parlano di sogni e di chimere
Quelle cose che han nome poesia...
Lei m'intende?
(Sì)
Mi chiamano Mimì
Il perché non so
Sola, mi fo'
Il pranzo da me stessa
Non vado sempre a messa
Ma prego assai il Signor
Vivo sola, soletta
Là in una bianca cameretta
Guardo sui tetti e in cielo
Ma quando vien lo sgelo
Il primo sole è mio
Il primo bacio dell'aprile è mio!
Il primo sole è mio
Germoglia in un vaso una rosa...
Foglia a foglia la spio!
Così gentil il profumo d'un fiore!
Ma i fior ch'io faccio, ahimé
I fior ch'io faccio, ahimé, non hanno odore
Altro di me non le saprei narrare
Sono la sua vicina che la vien fuori d'ora a importunare

EN
Yes, they call me Mimi
but my true name is Lucia.
My story is short.
A canvas or a silk
I embroidery at home and abroad...
I am happy and at peace
and my pastime
is to make lilies and roses.
I love all things
that have gentle sweet smells,
that speak of love, of spring,
of dreams and fanciful things,
those things that have poetic names ...
Do you understand me?
They call me Mimi,
I do not know why.
Alone, I make
lunch by myself.
I do not go to church,
but I pray a lot to the Lord.
I stay all alone
there in a white room
and look upon the roofs and the sky
but when the thaw comes
The first sun, like my
first kiss, is mine!
Buds in a vase...
Leaf and leaf I spy!
That gentle perfume of a flower!
But the flowers that I make,
Alas! no smell.
Other than telling you about me, I know nothing.
I am only your neighbor who comes out to bother you.

Vissi d'arte, vissi d'amore,
non feci mai male ad anima viva!
Con man furtiva
quante miserie conobbi aiutai.
Sempre con fè sincera
la mia preghiera
ai santi tabernacoli salì.
Sempre con fè sincera
diedi fiori agli altar.
Nell'ora del dolore
perché, perché, Signore,
perché me ne rimuneri così?
Diedi gioielli della Madonna al manto,
e diedi il canto agli astri, al ciel,
che ne ridean più belli.
Nell'ora del dolore,
perché, perché, Signore,
ah, perché me ne rimuneri così?

J'ai vécu d'art, j'ai vécu d'amour,
je n'ai jamais fait de mal à âme qui vive !
Par une main cachée
j'ai soulagé toutes les misères que j'ai rencontrées.
Toujours avec une foi sincère
ma prière
est allée vers le saint tabernacle.
Toujours avec une foi sincère
j'ai offert des fleurs à l'autel.
En ce temps de douleur
pourquoi, pourquoi, Seigneur,
pourquoi m'en récompenses-tu ainsi ?
J'ai offert des joyaux pour le manteau de la Madone,
et offert mon chant aux étoiles, au ciel,
qui en resplendissaient, encore plus beaux.
En ce temps de douleur
pourquoi, pourquoi, Seigneur,
ah, pourquoi m'en récompenses-tu ainsi ?

I lived for my art, I lived for love,
I never did harm to a living soul!
With a secret hand
I relieved as many misfortunes as I knew of.
Always with true faith
my prayer
rose to the holy shrines.

Always with true faith
I gave flowers to the altar.

In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
why do you reward me thus?
I gave jewels for the Madonna’s mantle,
and I gave my song to the stars, to heaven,
which smiled with more beauty.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
ah, why do you reward me thus?

No Shame:

No shame in trying
Like a hopeless fool
No silver lining
Cause I’ve heard it’s you
Just feel the winds of change
Now my heart belongs to you

One in a thousand
My love’s on the lose
How lucky’s that hand,
What could be the move?
Just feel the winds of change
Now my heart belongs to you

Feels like a dream
When I look into your eyes
Your light is blinding
And my heart belongs to you

No shame in shining
Like a silver moon
No gold no diamond
All I treasure is you
Just feel the winds of change
Now my heart belongs to you

No need for riches
When I know you’re there
You’re making me feel
Like a billionaire
Just feel the winds of change
Now my heart belongs to you

Feels like a dream
When I look into your eyes
Your light is blinding
And my heart belongs to you
(X2)

COUPLET 1
Envie de prendre le large
De m’évader
J’veux juste tourner la page
Tout recommencer

J’veux plus douter cette fois
Je crois en moi
Plus rien n’peut m’arrêter
Un nouveau départ

Hei yeah Hei yeah eh eh
Je prends mon envol
Hei yeah Hei yeah eh eh
Changer de décor

REFRAIN
On s’en va
Let’s go, c’est parti pour la vida loca
(Vida loca, la vida loca)

Oui, on s’en va
London à Mexico, baby suis-moi
De Paris à Tokyo, c’est toi et moi
Toi et moi

Oui, on s’en va
On s’en va
Oui, on s’en va, on s’en va – ah

COUPLET 2
Il me tarde
Je n’ai pas l’intention
De laisser le passé me garder

Je regarde
L’horizon me rassure
Quand j’y pense l’avenir m’enjaille - jaille

Hei yeah Hei yeah eh eh
Je prends mon envol
Hei yeah Hei yeah eh eh
Changer de décor

REFRAIN
On s’en va
Let’s go, c’est parti pour la vida loca
(Vida loca, la vida loca)

Oui, on s’en va
London à Mexico, baby suis-moi
De Paris à Tokyo, c’est toi et moi
On s’en va
Toi et moi

Oui, on s’en va
On s’en va
Toi et moi
Oui, on s’en va, on s’en va – ah
Oui, on s’en va
On s’en va, on s’en va – ah

Imma Do it right for You fit in your fantasy,
I am that number one and let’s be real,
Nobody do it like me and the spotlight,
I catch it if I ain't got the crown then I snatch it,
Know that I am hard to miss, but let’s be real nobody do it this.

Always on your mind, what you want about take a chill pill work it out work it out,
know that I'm the one that you're feening for turn it up and give me more.

Aha, oohh, yeah, keep watching me, watching me,
Aha, ooww, yeah keep watching me, watching me.

can't help but shine so bright,
I know that I'm so pretty,
And I can do it all by myself,
I don't need you with me,
I shine bright like the stars,
I know I'm gonna steal your heart,
Your heart, heart.

Are you watching watching? Are you seeing me?
Are you watching watching? Are you seeing me?
Are you watching watching? Are you seeing me?
Are you watching watching? Are you seeing me?

Aha, oohh, yeah, keep watching me, watching me,
Aha, ooww, yeah keep watching me, watching me.

Yeah, Keep watching me,
Yeah, Keep watching me, (watching me)
Watching watching, you watching me.

Jamais assez belle pour toi
Sauf dans le noir, dérisoire...
Tu n’oses pas t’émouvoir
Redescends de
Ta tour d’ivoire
J’aimerais qu’on se cache plus
Qu’on vive l’amour à la lumière du jour
Je ne désespère plus
Je veux quelqu'un qui me désire toujours
Main dans la main
Ils nous regardent
Cette fois ça te gêne pas
Plus de secrets
Tout le monde sait
Mais t’y crois toujours pas (x2)
Non t’y crois toujours pas
Tu me demandes pourquoi
Pourquoi j’insiste,
Sale égoïste,
Si tu voulais que je me désiste,
Fallait pas me
Mettre sur ta liste
Cette fois je ne rigole plus
Oh si seulement t’étais jamais venu
Toi l’ingrat toi l’ingénu,
Tu crois pas si bien faire
je viens chercher mon dû
Main dans la main
Ils nous regardent
Cette fois ça te gêne pas
Plus de secrets
Tout le monde sait

Mais t’y crois toujours pas (x2)
Non t’y crois toujours pas

Slow down
Tears drop into my coffee
Goodbye
I’ve never been good at saying
I’ll be there
On the other side
If you need me
Give me
Your blue scarf
In case I get cold or lonely
I’ll have it
To remember you by
And to keep myself warm
On those cold winter nights
And to keep myself warm
On those cold winter nights
Don’t go
Just keep Holding my hand
The cold’s back You said
You’d stay until dawn
My baby’s not home
With me
Will you give me
Your blue scarf
In case I get cold or lonely I’ll have it
To remember you by
And to keep myself warm
On those cold winter nights
And to keep myself warm
On those cold winter nights
And those cold winter nights
By your side
If you need me
And those cold winter nights
By your side
If you need me
And those cold winter nights
By your side
If you need me

For shadow What’s to come How many years Have we been on the run And all our fears And wildest dreams
If we don’t try
They won’t mean a thing
Colorado cabin waiting
Fifteen years and his heart still breaking And yet he sings
Despite the pain
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
Bet the farm
And my diamond ring
On a song and six steel strings The futur we hold
Is ours to keep
And it can’t be sold
Pastoral as the mountains Cristal clear Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Pastoral as the mountains
Cristal clear
Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old

Look at her
She’s clumsy and poor
No one will ever be sure
What is it she does with her life
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Find a friend you need someone
Posters hanging on the walls
She talks to them
When she’s alone
Hey John Martyn
I wrote you a song
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Sorry we had never seen
The light of day
On what you bring
The world is better with you in it
Don’t go just now
We’d love you to sing
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on