Mon Frere
Bensé Lyrics


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On dit souvent qu'on se ressemble
D'autre n'y voit que du feu
Je claque des dents à chaque fois qu'il tremble
Quand il rit, je suis heureux
C'est un artiste, la vie sur terre
Tout ce qu'il touche il le rend beau
C'est un clown triste, une tête en l'air
Entre Pierre Richard et Rimbaud

Mon frère, Mon frère
Parfois on se bat pour des broutilles
En noms d'oiseaux on est bon
Car dans la petite maison de notre prairie
On n'aime pas trop l'odeur du savon
Si on vit vieux même grave à terre

On s'racontera encore les mêmes conneries
Nos bons aïeuls six pieds sous terre




Seront fière au paradis
De mon frère.. Mon frère

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Bensé's song "Mon frère" (My brother) convey a deep sense of love and admiration for the artist's sibling. They begin by acknowledging the common perception that they are alike, though some may not see it. The artist describes feeling happy when their brother laughs, but also describes clenching their teeth in response to their brother's trembling. This could suggest that the artist is worried about their brother's vulnerabilities, but also that they are perhaps affected by them in a way that causes them physical discomfort.


The song goes on to describe the brother as an artist who makes everything he touches beautiful. However, the artist also emphasizes his brother's sadder clown-like characteristics, likening him to Pierre Richard (a French actor known for his clumsy, comic roles) and Rimbaud (a French poet known for his dark and obscure work). Despite their differences, the artist and their brother seem to share a close bond, as they can fight over small things but still enjoy telling each other the same silly stories even when they are old and gray. The final lines express a sense of pride and honor, suggesting that the artist's ancestors in heaven will be proud of their brother and their family for their enduring bond.


The song is a touching tribute to fraternal love, highlighting the way siblings can be both alike and different, and the deep bonds that can form between them. The lyrics leave a strong impression of the artist's feelings towards their brother as someone who is talented, complex, and intensely loved.


Line by Line Meaning

On dit souvent qu'on se ressemble
People often say that we look alike


D'autre n'y voit que du feu
Others can't see the difference between us


Je claque des dents à chaque fois qu'il tremble
I feel nervous every time he shakes


Quand il rit, je suis heureux
I feel happy when he laughs


C'est un artiste, la vie sur terre
He's an artist painting life on earth


Tout ce qu'il touche il le rend beau
Everything he touches, he beautifies


C'est un clown triste, une tête en l'air
He's a sad clown, air-headed


Entre Pierre Richard et Rimbaud
Between Pierre Richard and Rimbaud


Mon frère, Mon frère
My brother, my brother


Parfois on se bat pour des broutilles
Sometimes we fight over trivial things


En noms d'oiseaux on est bon
We're good at calling each other names


Car dans la petite maison de notre prairie
Because in our little house on the prairie


On n'aime pas trop l'odeur du savon
We don't like the smell of soap too much


Si on vit vieux même grave à terre
Even if we live long, even if we're buried in the ground


On s'racontera encore les mêmes conneries
We'll still tell each other the same stupid jokes


Nos bons aïeuls six pieds sous terre
Our good ancestors six feet under


Seront fière au paradis
Will be proud in paradise


De mon frère.. Mon frère
Of my brother...my brother




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