L' Enfant Roi
Franck Pourcel Lyrics


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Courant pieds nus sur le pavé brûlant
Du rire dans ses yeux d'anges
Offrant sa corbeille en se faufilant
Voici l'enfant aux oranges

Le dimanche,
Ils sont là plus d'un
Beaux petits gredins
Aux plus hauts gradins
Pour voir Manolete
Pour voir Manolete
Lui se penche avec volupté
Sans voir à côté
La gosse éffrontée




Qui vend ses violettes
Qui vend ses violettes

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "L'Enfant Roi" by Franck Pourcel tell the story of a mischievous and playful child who is often seen running barefoot on the hot pavement with joy in his angelic eyes. This child is always offering his basket of oranges to others while sneakily maneuvering his way through the crowds. The song takes on a melancholic tone as it describes the child's life on Sundays, where he and his friends gather to watch the famous bullfighter Manolete. However, even amidst the excitement and chaos of the crowd, the child remains focused on his mission to sell his violettes to those who pass by.


Line by Line Meaning

Courant pieds nus sur le pavé brûlant
The child runs barefoot on the scorching pavement


Du rire dans ses yeux d'anges
Laughter in his angelic eyes


Offrant sa corbeille en se faufilant
Offering his basket as he slips through


Voici l'enfant aux oranges
Here is the child with oranges


Le dimanche,
On Sundays,


Ils sont là plus d'un
There are more than one


Beaux petits gredins
Beautiful little rascals


Aux plus hauts gradins
In the highest rows


Pour voir Manolete
To see Manolete


Lui se penche avec volupté
He leans with pleasure


Sans voir à côté
Without seeing beside him


La gosse éffrontée
The brazen kid


Qui vend ses violettes
Who sells her violets


Qui vend ses violettes
Who sells her violets




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