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Le déserteur

Boris Vian
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ALEUTINO / ALEUT - Elmett R. Maynery
THE DESERTERVIIGMAAQQAVORPAQ
Boris Vianaahtlendloárvesippa 1954ssa
Dear Mr. President
I'm writing you a letter
I hope that you can read it
if you spared the time
'Cause I have just received
a call to active duty
to leave my home and fight your war
this Wednesday night at 9
Mr. President
I don't think I should go
I don't think I was put on Earth
to kill no poor people
Don't mean to get you mad at all
I'm informing all of you
that my decision's final
I plan to go AWOL
Nûqqaame kaasyqaab
qatyppoqnaaqo túhdla
haannâqqatas máhlevu
pooqqínnas miiturvoq.
Kuisiityhdlûtasiita
viigdlúqtiilaqqa arvoq
rypiiq viighaynaaqyhsa
dût punhdlovaqtiissaab.
Nûqqaame kaasyqaab
tuquultamaaqqasiita
igdlóhdlaqqapeqiita
dût mooqta siivundlup.
Nûbatypaaqqasii,
tunhglússattavinarpoq
suurpyqmuu palárvoq
viigmaaqqataahtlútta.
Since I've been alive
I've seen my father die
brothers and sisters going
too many children cry
My mama has suffered so
that from beyond the grave I know
she's cursing ... everything believe
And all the things you throw
And when I was inside
somebody stole my wife
they took away my soul
and what have been my life
So tomorrow, break of day,
I'll barricade the doorway
on all those long dead years
and find my own damned way
Suummuksitassiqtaa
maaqmúp piikistiqtaa
darvarvúp taalistiqtaa
koqervúq tyvistiqtaa
maahtâmuu sovoqlerqe
tunggurssussasseervoq
pommiqtissattéharvoq
puqsiiqtissattéharvoq.
Prihonneeraq masysiita
kussapmuutinavertaq
mytûgdláqtinavertaq
poin suumuutinavertaq.
Arvorgáq nuuhlútaq
igdlómmûp pisitiiqta
tuinnuqseviq moiqviq
taindlakiipquuhaayiita.
I'll ... my life away
along the lonesome highway
from Maine to California
and this is what I'll say
Refuse to obey
to do just what they say
refuse to fight their war for them
refuse to march away
If there's gonna be bloodshed
why shouldn't some be yours
with all that you have done and said
yes, you, Mr. President
Go get me if you will
alert the Texas rangers
I'll be unarmed and dangerous
and they shoud shoot to kill.
Bûrúqmûp vihlisiita
Paransaahtle tyhiiviq
Perehtania Perovansiaas
niitoviqûrvaqhliktaa:
tuuskurvuq viigtipiq
tuuskurvuqna paasiviq
viigmoqqarpoqaasiviq
tuuskurvuqna tiippiiq.
Intígdlarvoqmeittaa
tuulûp intíkkappuqna
muustutnaaqossarveisi
Nûqqaame kaasyqaab.
Hooqsiitterastammuup
poliisitiissittuttaiqna
arûnasaantiisiistaa
ô muunappûqsilee.


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