La Complainte De La Butte
La lune trop bl�me
Pose un diad�me
Sur tes cheveux roux
La lune trop rousse
De gloire �clabousse
Ton jupon plein trous
La lune trop p�le
Caresse l'opale
De tes yeux blas�s
Princesse de la rue
Soit la bienvenue
Dans mon coeur bless�
les escarliers de la butte
Sont durs aux mis�reux
Les ailes des moulins
Prot�gent les amoureux
Petite mandigotte
Je sens ta menotte
Qui cherche ma main
Je sens ta poitrine
Et ta taille fine
J'oublie mon chagrin
Je sens sur tes l�vres
Une odeur de fi�vre
De gosse mal nourrie
Et sous ta caresse
Je sens une ivresse
Qui m'an�antit
les escaliers de la butte
Sont durs aux mis�reux
Les ailes des moulins
Prot�gent les amoureux
Mais voil� qu'il flotte
La lune qu'il flotte
La princesse aussi
La la la la la La la la la la
Mon r�ve �vanoui
Les escaliers de la butte
Sont durs aux mis�reux
Les ailes des moulins
Prot�gent les amoureux
English Translation:
The moon all too fair
in your russet-red hair
sits a sparkling crown
The moon all too red
with glory, is spread
on your poor, tattered gown
The moon, all too white,
caresses the light in your world-weary eyes
Princess of the street,
do allow me to greet you,
my broken heart cries
Chorus:
The stairways up to la butte
Can make the wreched sigh
While windmill wings of the moulin
shelter you and I
I feel, beggar-girl,
your feathers, they curl
as they seek out my wrists
I feel your young breasts,
your thin little waist
I lose my regrets
I taste on your mouth the feverish breath of a half-starving waif
And with your caress
I sense drunkenness
erasing my life
Chorus:
The stairways up to la butte
Can make the wreched sigh
While windmill wings of the moulin
shelter you and I
And see how she skips,
the moon how she drifts,
The princess in tow
Da da da da da da da da da da
My reveries grow
The steps of Montmartre, all uphill, are hardest on the poor
The sails of the windmill, like wings, shelter all paramours
about me
I am : Inane, Insane, Indelicate, In Depression, In Melancholy, In Happiness.....IT'S ALL ABOUT THE I.
Champa Ha, otherwise known as Rhiannon Merlin.
Avid Fan of Hetalia , Yaoi, reading, Prussia and Canada,Music, Monty Python, cool lines and everything that's cold.
Strong believer of Magic and witchcraft, and knows that she can be irritating and insane.
Now, before you get cursed by the Knights who say "Ni", yell that you're pining for the Fjords 100x
