La Main Dans La Poche
Sunday, May. 23, 2004 @ 14:54
This is a really pretty but yet sad french poem I found. After the french I did my best to translate to english.
La main dans la poche
par Raymond L�vesque.
La main dans la poche
Chacun sa monnaie
C'est la solitude
La main dans la poche
C'est ce qui nous s�pare
Toute notre vie
Nous sommes seuls
La main dans la poche
Chacun pour soi
Chacun sa petite vie
La main dans la poche
Et lorsque l'on donne
Et lorsque l'on pr�te
La main dans la poche
Il y a de la g�ne
Il y a un froid
Tout est difficile
Y'a rien d'impossible
La main dans la poche
Le monde est affreux
Le monde est perdu
La main dans la poche
La peur du lendemain
La peur toujours nous tient
La main dans la poche
Alors on calcule
On fait attention
On donne tr�s peu
Pr�te prudemment
Tout notre coeur
Tout notre cerveau
Ont sans cesse
La main dans la poche
Toute notre vie
Est toujours g�ch�e
La main dans la poche
La main dans la poche
I�ll try my best to translate it.
The hand in the pocket
One has small change
It is lonely
the hand in the pocket
It is what separates us
All our lives
We are alone
The hand in the pocket
Every man for himself
With our small life
The hand in the pocket
And one gives And one lends
And when one lends
The hand in the pocket
There is embarrasement
There is a chill
Everything seems difficult
Everything seems impossible
The hand in the pocket
The world is a dreadful place
The world is lost
The hand in the pocket
The fear of everyday
The fear always holds us back
The hand in the pocket
Then one calculates
One is cautious
One gives very little
Lend sensibly
All our hearts
All our brains
Do not cease
The hand in the pocket
All our lives
are just wasted
The hand in the pocket
The hand in the pocket
Of course the deeper meaning lies only in french.
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