On L'Appelle Folie
Georges Moustaki Lyrics


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Elle est là elle passe elle rôde
Elle frappe autour de nous en jouant à la main chaude
Elle choisit son moment
Elle choisit ses amants
En esclave souveraine
Et ceux qui s'en croient maîtres
Finissent par se soumettre
À son règne

On l'appelle folie
On l'appelle on la fuit

On croit la tenir elle s‘envole
Elle est rusée la guêpe elle n’est pas du tout folle
Quand tout le monde se tait
Elle dit la vérité
Elle inspire les révoltes
Des poètes maudits
Qui redonnent la vie
À l’espérance morte

On l‘appelle folie
On l'appelle on la fuit

Elle connait tous les artifices
Pour me faire passer par ses mille caprices
Elle choisit mes ivresses
Elle me hante et me dresse
Me détruit et m’enflamme
Quand j’ai du mal à vivre
C‘est elle qui me délivre
Et apaise mon âme





On l‘appelle folie
On l'appelle on la fuit!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Georges Moustaki's song "On L'Appelle Folie" describe the concept of madness as a powerful entity that surrounds us, choosing its moments and its lovers as a sovereign slave. Madness is a force that nobody can truly comprehend or control, as it is always choosing its own path and acting in unexpected ways. The song also highlights the paradoxical nature of madness: while it inspires poets and rebels to fight against the darkness of the world and restores hope to the hopeless, it also destroys and consumes those who are unable to resist its charms.


The refrain of the song, "On l'appelle folie, on l'appelle on la fuit" (We call it madness, we call it running away) represents the audience's fear of madness and the subsequent running away from it. In a way, it is a reminder that madness is not something to be taken lightly or dismissed as unimportant.


The lyrics also suggest that madness is an integral part of life that cannot be escaped. It is everywhere, always present, always lurking, ready to take hold of those who are vulnerable or unsuspecting. It is a force that is both terrifying and alluring, and the song serves as a reminder to embrace the madness instead of running from it.


Line by Line Meaning

Elle est là elle passe elle rôde
She is here, she passes, she prowls


Elle frappe autour de nous en jouant à la main chaude
She strikes around us while playing hot hands


Elle choisit son moment
She chooses her moment


Elle choisit ses amants
She chooses her lovers


En esclave souveraine
As a sovereign slave


Et ceux qui s'en croient maîtres
And those who believe themselves to be masters


Finissent par se soumettre
Eventually submit to her rule


À son règne
To her reign


On l'appelle folie
She is called madness


On l'appelle on la fuit
She is called, and then she is fled


On croit la tenir elle s‘envole
We think we have her, but she escapes


Elle est rusée la guêpe elle n’est pas du tout folle
She is sly like a wasp, she is not crazy at all


Quand tout le monde se tait
When everyone is silent


Elle dit la vérité
She speaks the truth


Elle inspire les révoltes
She inspires rebellions


Des poètes maudits
Of cursed poets


Qui redonnent la vie
Who bring life back


À l’espérance morte
To the dead hope


Elle connait tous les artifices
She knows all the tricks


Pour me faire passer par ses mille caprices
To make me go through her thousand whims


Elle choisit mes ivresses
She chooses my intoxications


Elle me hante et me dresse
She haunts and trains me


Me détruit et m’enflamme
Destroys and inflames me


Quand j’ai du mal à vivre
When I have trouble living


C‘est elle qui me délivre
It is she who delivers me


Et apaise mon âme
And quiets my soul




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