Aux Armes Et Caetera
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics
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Le jour de gloire est arrivé
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L'étendard sanglant est levé
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras
Egorger nos fils nos compagnes
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Amour sacré de la patrie
Conduis soutiens nos bras vengeurs
Liberté liberté chérie
Combats avec tes défenseurs
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Nous entrerons dans la carrière
Quand nos aînés n'y seront plus
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
Et la trace de leurs vertus
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Serge Gainsbourg's song "Aux Armes Et Caetera" is a reggae adaptation of France's national anthem "La Marseillaise." The lyrics of "Aux Armes Et Caetera" share a similar sentiment with its older counterpart, calling for the French people to rise up against tyranny and fight for their freedom. The song opens with the iconic line "Allons enfant de la patrie" (Let's go, children of the homeland), rallying the French people to unite and fight against their oppressors.
The lyrics continue to describe the brutality of the enemy soldiers, who are described as "fierce soldiers" coming to "our arms to slaughter our sons and our companions." The chorus "Aux armes et cætera" (To arms and so on) is repeated throughout the song, emphasizing the need for the French people to arm themselves and fight back. The song also pays homage to those who have fought before them, with the lyrics "We will enter the arena when our elders are gone, we will find their dust and the trace of their virtues."
Line by Line Meaning
Allons enfant de la patrie
Let us go, children of the country
Le jour de gloire est arrivé
The day of glory has arrived
Contre nous de la tyrannie
Against us, tyranny
L'étendard sanglant est levé
The bloody banner is raised
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Do you hear in the countryside
Mugir ces féroces soldats
These fierce soldiers roar
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras
They come all the way into our arms
Egorger nos fils nos compagnes
To slaughter our sons and our companions
Amour sacré de la patrie
Sacred love of the country
Conduis soutiens nos bras vengeurs
Lead, support our avenging arms
Liberté liberté chérie
Beloved liberty, liberty
Combats avec tes défenseurs
Fight with your defenders
Nous entrerons dans la carrière
We will enter the arena
Quand nos aînés n'y seront plus
When our elders are no longer there
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
We will find their dust there
Et la trace de leurs vertus
And the trace of their virtues
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes
To arms
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
Aux armes et cætera
To arms and so on
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Written by: Serge Gainsbourg
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Elian
on Ford Mustang
We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines [double entendre] (On s' fait des "lines")
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in [triple entendre]
To the plane trees / And then, "Bang," we're getting high ("embrasser les platanes = planer" [ French] (=to get high)
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right
A windshield wiper
A pack of Kool
A badge with the inscription
"Keep Cool"
A bar of
Chocolate
A Coca-Cola
We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right
A bottle
Of make-up fluid
A flashgun
A Browning (automatic pistol)
A phonograph
A volume
Of Edgar A. Poe
And a plain brass ZIPPO
We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right
An edition
Of Superman
A nut from
Paco
Rabanne
A pic of
Marilyn
A tube of aspirin
We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right