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Georges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. Read Full BioGeorges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. He realized very early however that poetry in the 20th century could hardly put bread on the table and instead set himself to become a singer.
He is much less famous internationally than contemporaries like Charles Aznavour, Edith Piaf and Yves Montand, as much of the impact of his songs came from the lyrics, which proved difficult to translate into other languages. He loved the Middle Ages and used a great deal of Old French vocabulary, as well as many classical - ie., Latin and Greek - references. Few people, even in France, possess the background to fully understand his songs.
Yet he was at the same time a hugely popular singer and many of his songs still carry a lot of appeal and relevance. In this sense, he can be compared to Boris Vian, to Jacques Brel, and to a lesser extent to Serge Gainsbourg.
He was very sophisticated, yet at the same time used profanity liberally. While he wasn't politically engaged, he was nevertheless unambiguously a leftist, many of his songs carrying blatant and buoyant anarchist overtones.
While his music was initially quite primitive, the 1950's St-Germain-des-Pres influence quickly made itself felt and while subdued and - in his mind - always secondary to the lyrics, it became increasingly sophisticated - to the point that many of his songs have been covered and reinterpretated by jazzmen (see for instance this UK site: www.projetbrassens.eclipse.co.uk)
He died in 1981, but up to this date (2006) there are few French people - including most of those born since - who can't sing along to his most famous song, Les Copains d'abord ("Friends foremost") or his "Bancs public" ("Public Benches").
For those interested, this site carries a number of (quite good) English tranlations of his songs: www.brassens.org
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. Read Full BioGeorges Brassens was a French singer-songwriter known for accompanying himself with his acoustic guitar. He wrote some extremely controversial, yet poetic songs. In doing so, he managed to change attitudes across France.
He was uncompromising when composing his songs. His tactical method of addressing issues was profound and often humorous, making him a unique and effective figure in the French community.
Brassens, born in 1921 in the small Mediterrenean port of Sete, wanted to be a poet. He realized very early however that poetry in the 20th century could hardly put bread on the table and instead set himself to become a singer.
He is much less famous internationally than contemporaries like Charles Aznavour, Edith Piaf and Yves Montand, as much of the impact of his songs came from the lyrics, which proved difficult to translate into other languages. He loved the Middle Ages and used a great deal of Old French vocabulary, as well as many classical - ie., Latin and Greek - references. Few people, even in France, possess the background to fully understand his songs.
Yet he was at the same time a hugely popular singer and many of his songs still carry a lot of appeal and relevance. In this sense, he can be compared to Boris Vian, to Jacques Brel, and to a lesser extent to Serge Gainsbourg.
He was very sophisticated, yet at the same time used profanity liberally. While he wasn't politically engaged, he was nevertheless unambiguously a leftist, many of his songs carrying blatant and buoyant anarchist overtones.
While his music was initially quite primitive, the 1950's St-Germain-des-Pres influence quickly made itself felt and while subdued and - in his mind - always secondary to the lyrics, it became increasingly sophisticated - to the point that many of his songs have been covered and reinterpretated by jazzmen (see for instance this UK site: www.projetbrassens.eclipse.co.uk)
He died in 1981, but up to this date (2006) there are few French people - including most of those born since - who can't sing along to his most famous song, Les Copains d'abord ("Friends foremost") or his "Bancs public" ("Public Benches").
For those interested, this site carries a number of (quite good) English tranlations of his songs: www.brassens.org
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Je me suis fait tout petit
by Georges Brassens
Je n'avais jamais ôté mon chapeau
Devant personne
Maintenant je rampe et je fait le beau
Quand elle me sonne
J'étais chien méchant, elle me fait manger
Dans sa menotte
J'avais des dents d'loup, je les ai changées
Pour des quenottes
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
J'était dur à cuire, elle m'a converti
La fine mouche
Et je suis tombé tout chaud, tout rôti
Contre sa bouche
Qui a des dents de lait quand elle sourit
Quand elle chante
Et des dents de loup quand elle est furie
Qu'elle est méchante
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Je subis sa loi, je file tout doux
Sous son empire
Bien qu'elle soit jalouse au-delà de tout
Et même pire
Une jolie pervenche qui m'avait paru
Plus jolie qu'elle
Une jolie pervenche un jour en mourut
À coup d'ombrelle
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Tous les somnambules, tous les mages m'ont
Dit sans malice
Qu'en ses bras en croix, je subirai mon
Dernier supplice
Il en est de pires, il en est d'meilleures
Mais à tout prendre
Qu'on se pende ici, qu'on se pende ailleurs
S'il faut se pendre
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: Georges Brassens
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Georges Brassens
Je n'avais jamais ôté mon chapeau
Devant personne
Maintenant je rampe et je fait le beau
Quand elle me sonne
J'étais chien méchant, elle me fait manger
Dans sa menotte
J'avais des dents d'loup, je les ai changées
Pour des quenottes
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
J'était dur à cuire, elle m'a converti
La fine mouche
Et je suis tombé tout chaud, tout rôti
Contre sa bouche
Qui a des dents de lait quand elle sourit
Quand elle chante
Et des dents de loup quand elle est furie
Qu'elle est méchante
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Je subis sa loi, je file tout doux
Sous son empire
Bien qu'elle soit jalouse au-delà de tout
Et même pire
Une jolie pervenche qui m'avait paru
Plus jolie qu'elle
Une jolie pervenche un jour en mourut
À coup d'ombrelle
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Tous les somnambules, tous les mages m'ont
Dit sans malice
Qu'en ses bras en croix, je subirai mon
Dernier supplice
Il en est de pires, il en est d'meilleures
Mais à tout prendre
Qu'on se pende ici, qu'on se pende ailleurs
S'il faut se pendre
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui ferme les yeux quand on la couche
Je m'suis fait tout petit devant une poupée
Qui fait Maman quand on la touche
Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: Georges Brassens
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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