La Bohème
Josh Groban Lyrics


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Let me tell of a time when the world was in rhyme
With the sound of our laughter
Montmartre hanged with flowers for far-forgotten hours
Of hunger and of love

Unaware in our youth of the sobering truth
Of the years that came after
We laughed at common men for we were heroes then
And heaven smiled above

La boheme, la boheme
Poor hungry you, poor hungry me
La boheme, la boheme
See the old world that could not see

All those innocent hearts who imagined their arts
Could be casually mastered
I miss them every one
For the sands of time have run away for each and all

For it seems that our schemes were impossible dreams
That could never have lasted
For when we woke at last the big parade had passed
And spring had gone its way

La boheme, la boheme
Someone to care, someone to mind
La boheme, la boheme
We were in love and love is blind

Now and then I return and the memories burn
With a bittersweet aching
I climb the same old stairs
But no-one longer cares

And there's no-one to greet in the streets where we walked
And the bars where we talked of a world we were making
I stand upon that hill until I drink my fill
Then leave it all behind

La boheme, la boheme
Moments of joy, moments of pain




La boheme, la boheme
Nothing can bring them back again

Overall Meaning

The song “La Bohème” tells the story of a group of young artists in the bohemian neighborhood of Montmartre in Paris during the early 1900s. They lived in poverty but also in a state of carefree happiness, enjoying each other's company in the face of hunger and hardship. The world was in rhyme with the sound of their laughter and they were dreaming of creating art that would change the world. The lyrics describe memories of their youth, of shared experiences of love, laughter, and creativity.


However, as they grew older, the world became less idyllic and their dreams harder to achieve. The reference to the sobering truth of the years that came after may refer to the harsh realities of adult life such as paying bills and dealing with the responsibilities of the real world. They look back at their younger selves with nostalgia, and lament the passing of time, recognizing that their dreams were impossible to maintain.


The chorus is a poignant reminder of the challenges that the characters faced, their poverty and hunger, and of the hopelessness of the situation. Despite this, they had each other, they had their art, and they experienced both moments of joy and moments of pain. The song acknowledges the fleeting nature of happiness, the inevitability of change and the transient nature of youth, but leaves the feeling that memories of their experience will live on.


Line by Line Meaning

Let me tell of a time when the world was in rhyme
I want to share a past moment when everything in the world seemed to come together perfectly


With the sound of our laughter
Our joy and happiness was evident through the laughter we shared


Montmartre hanged with flowers for far-forgotten hours
The hanging flowers on Montmartre reminded us of the beauty and fleeting nature of life


Of hunger and of love
We experienced both hunger - for success, for art - and love


Unaware in our youth of the sobering truth
We were young and naive, not knowing the harsh realities of the world we would soon face


Of the years that came after
We did not realize the impact those difficult years would have on us


We laughed at common men for we were heroes then
In our youth and idealism, we saw ourselves as special and above the common or ordinary


And heaven smiled above
Despite our naivete, things seemed to be going our way and we felt blessed by good fortune


La boheme, la boheme Poor hungry you, poor hungry me
We were poor, hungry artists living in a bohemian lifestyle


La boheme, la boheme See the old world that could not see
Our lifestyle and ideals were not accepted by the older generation or society at large


All those innocent hearts who imagined their arts Could be casually mastered
As young artists, we believed that our art was easy to create and master without realizing the hard work and dedication it required


I miss them every one For the sands of time have run away for each and all
We miss those idealistic and carefree days, which have since passed and can never be recaptured


For it seems that our schemes were impossible dreams That could never have lasted
In retrospect, we realize that our grand plans and dreams could never have been realized, and were ultimately impossible


For when we woke at last the big parade had passed And spring had gone its way
When we finally woke up to reality, we saw that the world had moved on without us, leaving us behind


Someone to care, someone to mind
We longed for someone to love and take care of us


We were in love and love is blind
During our youth, we fell in love with idealistic visions of our lives and ourselves, not realizing the stark reality


Now and then I return and the memories burn With a bittersweet aching
Occasionally, I return to those memories which fill me with both sweet nostalgia and regretful pain


I climb the same old stairs But no-one longer cares
Although I return to the same places, once filled with life and energy, no one recognizes me nor cares about the past


And there's no-one to greet in the streets where we walked And the bars where we talked of a world we were making
The streets and bars where we once lived are now empty, devoid of the life we once gave them, and no longer hold meaning for us


I stand upon that hill until I drink my fill Then leave it all behind
Despite everything, I continue to return to those memories until I have had enough, and then leave them behind once again


Moments of joy, moments of pain
Our memories were filled with both moments of happiness and moments of sadness and pain


Nothing can bring them back again
Despite our nostalgia and longing, those moments and that time cannot be recaptured or brought back




Lyrics © EDITIONS MUSICALES DJANIK
Written by: Charles Aznavour, Jacques Plante

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Comments from YouTube:

@freim93

That was a wonderful duet!! Charles saying that he could be Josh's great grandfather! and that Josh's french was perfect. You could see Josh's respect for Charles, who has written over 1000 songs in his lifetime!!!!!

@berdie4josh

I just watched this video...Josh was such a gentleman;I would have stopped the interviewer and asked him to please translate what they were saying-- thought they were a little rude speaking over his head when they knew he didn't understand or speak French- he learned the French for the French songs he sings ( and amazingly well!)

@lumieredusud5392

Merci pour ce post : j'ai pour Josh une admiration sans failles, alors là, accompagnant le grand Charles, c'est un vrai bonheur. Repose en paix, Azna : on te chantera encore longtemps !

@Med749

Aznavour est le seul qui peut decriver la boheme avec ses gestes, son regard et sa voie qui est speciale pour ma boheme. Je ne pense pas quelqu'un d'autre pourra le faire.

@galippinto3965

Decrire .. decriver değil

@MissGeek2000always

wow, 86 years old and still such an enchanting voice!

@janetmeemee

This just shows how hardworking and humble Josh is. Unlike some singers, he will continue to better himself and learn new things. I shall always love you and your music, Josh. Keep up the good work!

@MartaEvans90

Thank You for Your translation. I'm very grateful!

@MariMagdalen

I saw Aznavour back in the 1970's here in the USA - he always wore sneakers with his suit or tuxedo in concert; seeing him here with Josh (who I adore) is just fabulous - such a class act!

@some1tookmynick

Wow, I am so impressed with Josh's French! It's really very, very good. He either speaks it, or he took this duet very seriously and took some pronunciation classes. Or that's just another dimenion of his incredible talent.

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