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quinta-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2012

JAURÉS



Em Agosto de 2010 falei AQUI neste blog do grupo BLACK VEILS e da sua interpretação de LE MORIBOND. Trata-se de uma versão inglesa (intitulada THE DYING MAN) que segue fielmente o texto de Brel ao contrário daquela piroseira que dá pelo nome de “Seasons in the Sun”, que enriqueceu o senhor Rod McKuen.
Hoje trago aqui a versão de JAURÉS (Brel, 1977) feita também pelos Black Veils, e que respeita à letra o texto de Brel. Ora comparem…

JAURÉS

Ils étaient usés à quinze ans
Ils finissaient en débutant
Les douze mois s'appelaient décembre
Quelle vie ont eu nos grands-parents
Entre l'absinthe et les grand-messes
Ils étaient vieux avant que d'être
Quinze heures par jour le corps en laisse
Laisse au visage un teint de cendre
Oui, notre Monsieur oui notre bon Maître
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?

On ne peut pas dire qu'ils furent esclaves
De là à dire qu'ils ont vécu
Lorsque l'on part aussi vaincu
C'est dur de sortir de l'enclave
Et pourtant l'espoir fleurissait
Dans les rêves qui montaient aux yeux
Des quelques ceux qui refusaient
De ramper jusqu'à la vieillesse
Oui notre bon Maître oui notre Monsieur
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?

Si par malheur ils survivaient
C'était pour partir à la guerre
C'était pour finir à la guerre
Aux ordres de quelques sabreurs
Qui exigeaient du bout des lèvres
Qu'ils aillent ouvrir au champ d'horreur
Leurs vingt ans qui n'avaient pu naître
Et ils mouraient à pleine peur
Tout miséreux oui notre bon Maître
Couvert de prêtres oui notre Monsieur

Demandez-vous belle jeunesse
Le temps de l'ombre d'un souvenir
Le temps du souffle d'un soupir
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?
Pourquoi ont-ils tué Jaurès?

domingo, 22 de agosto de 2010

THE BLACK VEILS


Recentemente surgiu uma versão inglesa toda nova de LE MORIBOND. Não tem nada a ver com Seasons in the sun. Antes pelo contrário. Este texto, que se chama THE DYING MAN, (e que publico hoje) é da autoria do grupo americano THE BLACK VEILS e está no CD TROUBADOURS. Neste CD os Black Veils cantam ainda versões de Jaurés, Mai40, Ne me quitte pas e Il neige sur Liège.
Quanto ao DYING MAN... finalmente estão presentes na canção o Émile, o Antoine o padre e a mulher do moribundo. Finalmente este confessa, para inglês ler, que a mulher sempre o atraiçoou e, ironicamente, pede para que riam, pede para que dancem, quando o meterem lá no buraco para onde ele vai com flores sobre os olhos fechados... já que toda a vida os teve sempre fechados!

Black Veils - The Dying Man (Le Moribond)

Goobye Emile I liked you a lot
Goobye Emile I liked you a lot you know
We sang songs about the same wines
We sang songs about the same girls
We sang songs about the same things

Goobye Emile I’m gonna die
And it’s hard to die in the spring you know
And I’ll go with flowers at peace with life
And since you’re good as wonder bread
I know You’ll take care of my wife…

R:
I want you to laugh, I want you to dance
I want you all to lose control
I want you to laugh, I want you to dance
When they put me in that hole

Goobye Priest I liked you a lot
Goobye Priest I liked you a lot you know
Though we were on the same road
Though we were on the same side
Still we were searching for the same goal

Goobye Priest I’m gonna die
And it’s hard to die in the spring you know
But I’ll go with flowers at peace with life
And since you were her confident
I know You’ll take care of my wife…
R:
Goodbye Antoine I didn’t like you
Goodbye Antoine I didn’t like you, you know
This dying now is killing me
And seeing you so much alive
And even harder than I wnew

Goodbye Antoine I’m gonna die
And it’s hard to die in the spring you know
But I’ll go with flowers at peace with life
And since you were the other man
I know You’ll take care of my wife…
R:
Goodbye my wife I really loved you
Goodbye my wife I really loved you, you know
But I’m taking the train to the big man
I take the train that’s before yours
But we all take the train we can

Goodbye my wife I’m gonna die
And it’s hard to die in the spring you know
But I’ll go with flowers in my eyes closed
And since that’s how they’ve often been
I know you’ll take care of my soul



OBS:
No site LA CHANSON DE JACKY Rodolphe Guillo faz referência a esta canção em 16 de Maio passado.