V'la l'bon vent
Chansons et comptines Lyrics
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V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
Derrière chez nous y'a un étang,
Trois beaux canards y vont nageant
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
Le fils du Roi y va chassant,
Avec son beau fusil d'argent
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
Visa le noir, tua le blanc,
ô fils du Roi, tu es méchant
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
The song "V'la l'bon vent" is a traditional French folk song that translates to "Here comes the good wind" and tells a story of a young woman waiting for her love to return to her. The wind serves as a metaphor for the young man's arrival, and his lover eagerly anticipates his return. The chorus repeats throughout the song, emphasizing the young woman's eagerness and desire for her love to come back to her.
The first verse sets the scene with the introduction of the wind accompanied by the young woman's call for her lover. In the second verse, we hear about a pond behind the house where three beautiful ducks are swimming. This verse provides a moment of bucolic beauty and sets up the appearance of the prince in the third verse. The prince is out hunting with his silver gun, and after shooting a black duck, he goes on to shoot a white duck. The fourth and final verse delivers a moral force. The prince is called "méchant" or "mean" for killing two innocent ducks without any real purpose.
The song's lyrics criticize the actions of the young prince through the eyes of the storyteller. It welcomes the good and beautiful things that life brings, such as love and nature, while also acknowledging the bad and harsh things we bring upon ourselves.
Line by Line Meaning
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
Here comes the good wind, here comes the pretty wind
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
Here comes the good wind, my darling calls me
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
Here comes the good wind, here comes the pretty wind
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
Here comes the good wind, my darling awaits me
Derrière chez nous y'a un étang,
Behind our house, there is a pond
Trois beaux canards y vont nageant
Where three beautiful ducks are swimming
Le fils du Roi y va chassant,
The King's son is going hunting there
Avec son beau fusil d'argent
With his beautiful silver gun
Visa le noir, tua le blanc,
He aimed at the black one, but killed the white one
ô fils du Roi, tu es méchant
Oh son of the King, you are wicked
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
Here comes the good wind, here comes the pretty wind
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle
Here comes the good wind, my darling calls me
V'la l'bon vent, v'la l'joli vent
Here comes the good wind, here comes the pretty wind
V'la l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend
Here comes the good wind, my darling awaits me
Writer(s): Traditionnel
Contributed by Peyton A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.