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THE WIND / LE VENT
(French lyrics by Georges Brassens, English translation by Pierre de Gaillande)
And if by chance, when you’re in France
The mischief wind should howl again
Hey lady, hang on to your hem!
And if by chance, when you’re in France
Marauding winds begin to blow
Mister hang on to your chapeau!
The lowlifes and the stuffed shirts
Damn the furious howling wind
That unshingles roofs, unbranches trees
And blows up skirts
For these lowlifes and stuffed shirts
I can tell you that the wind
Doesn’t give the slightest puff
Of prejudicial spin
And if by chance, when you’re in France
The mischief wind should howl again
Hey lady, hang on to your hem!
And if by chance, when you’re in France
Marauding winds begin to blow
Mister hang on to your chapeau!
Of course if you only trust
what you see with your own eyes
The wind is a brute whose punishment
Is never just
but a closer look reveals
That he chooses far and wide
Only victims of his game who
Have something to hide
And if by chance, when you’re in France
The mischief wind should howl again
Hey lady, hang on to your hem!
And if by chance, when you’re in France
Marauding winds begin to blow
Mister hang on to your chapeau! "
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