Quand j'étais mort
Allain Leprest Lyrics

Quand j´étais mort
When I was dead

Quand j´avais mor-du la poussière
When I had become the dust

Devenu un ice-Cream, un pain d´ glace Rue d´ la Glacière
Turned into an ice-cream, a block of ice on the Glacière street

Quand j´étais raide
When I was stiff

Quand j´étais près D´avoir mille ans Sous les "Tant pis S´il a gaspi-llé son pain blanc!"
When I was about to turn a thousand years old under the "Too bad if he wasted his white bread!" mentality

Quand j´ai eu r´joint L´ grand marchand d´ joints Sur son nuage
When I joined the big joint seller on his cloud

Intermittent Inexistant À son image En bienheureux Du ventre creux Du "Qui dort dîne" Fier qu´ mon parfum Ressemble enfin À celui d´ James Dean
Intermittent, non-existent, just like him, blissfully happy, with an empty stomach and the belief that the one who sleeps, dines. Proud that my perfume finally resembles that of James Dean

Je me rappelle La dernière pelle Que m´a roulée le fossoyeur
I remember the last shovel of dirt that the gravedigger rolled over me

D´vant des voyeurs Venus saluer Pauvre rideau Triste plateau Trois planches de chêne Sans file d´attente Devant ma tente À oxygène
In front of the spectators who came to pay their respects, a poor curtain on a sad stage of three oak boards with no queue in front of my oxygen tent

Quand les corbeaux M´ont trouvé beau Et les vers bon
When the crows found me beautiful and the worms good

Quand mon trépas Ne trouva pas Plus haut qu´un pont Pour faire un vœu
When my death could not find anything higher than a bridge to make a wish upon

Le temps de ve-nir voir la mer À l´heure où sonnent Des téléphones Imaginaires
The time to come and see the sea at the hour when imaginary telephones ring

Je me souviens D´avoir en vain Traité d´ordure Le vent qui frô-lait un peu trop Ma sépulture
I remember having unsuccessfully cursed the wind that was caressing my grave a bit too much

Ce vent doux qui M´avait ravi L´envie de dire Suffisamment Qu´on va s´aimant Comme on respire
That gentle wind that had robbed me of the desire to say enough that we love each other like we breathe

Quand j´ fus nambule Un seul scrupule Avoir peut-être Choisi l´enfer Sans avoir fer-mé la fenêtre
When I was a sleepwalker with only one scruple, perhaps having chosen Hell, without having closed the window

C´était l´espoir D´entendre et voir Chers estropiés Sur mon caveau Résonner vos Cœurs et vos pieds
It was the hope of hearing and seeing dear cripples resonating your hearts and feet on my tombstone

Mais soyez sûrs Je vous rassure Rien de changé J´ suis resté digne Dans l´ grand parking Des allongés Pis ce qui m´a plu C´est d´avoir pu Sans un remords {x2:} Péter tout seul Dans mon linceul Quand j´étais mort
But be sure, I reassure you, nothing has changed. I remained dignified in the big parking lot of the reclined. And what pleased me was being able to fart all by myself without any remorse, in my shroud when I was dead