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Hobo's Lullaby

Woody Guthrie
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OriginalVersione francese di Graeme Allwright, presente nel suo disco...
HOBO'S LULLABYLA BERCEUSE DU CLOCHARD
  
Go to sleep you weary hoboTu peux dormir, tu en as marre
Let the towns drift slowly byBercé par les cahots du train
Can't you hear the steel rails hummin'Et laisser défiler les gares
That's the hobo's lullabyTu dormiras jusqu'à demain.
  
I know your clothes are torn and raggedAu loin tu vois passer les villes
And your hair is turning grayOù riches et pauvres font dodo
Lift your head and smile at troubleDans ton wagon t'es bien tranquille
You'll find peace and rest somedayEt tu pourras dormir au chaud.
  
Now don't you worry 'bout tomorrowEt si les flics te collent aux fesses
Let tomorrow come and goLes flics, vois-tu, il y en a partout
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcarMais si le ciel tient ses promesses
Safe from all that wind and snowAu ciel il y a plus de flics du tout.
  
I know the police cause you troubleT'inquiète pas si l'on te lance
They cause trouble everywhereT'es qu'un clodo, fous-moi le camp
But when you die and go to HeavenCar pour ta mère, seul, je pense
You'll find no policemen thereTu seras toujours son enfant.
  
So go to sleep you weary hoboTu peux dormir, tu en as marre
Let the towns drift slowly byBercé par les cahots du train
Listen to the steel rails hummin'Et laisser défiler les gares
That's a hobo's lullabyTu dormiras jusqu'à demain.


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