Dieu Fumeur De Havanes
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics


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Dieu est un fumeur de havanes
Je vois ses nuages gris
Je sais qu'il fume même la nuit
Comme moi, ma chérie

Tu n'es qu'un fumeur de gitanes
Je vois tes volutes bleues
Me faire parfois venir les larmes aux yeux
Tu es mon maître après Dieu

Dieu est un fumeur de havanes
C'est lui-même qui m'a dit
Que la fumée envoie au paradis
Je le sais, ma chérie

Tu n'es qu'un fumeur de gitanes
Sans elles tu es malheureux
Au clair de la lune ouvre tes yeux
Pour l'amour de Dieu

Dieu est un fumeur de havanes
Tout près de toi loin de lui
J'aimerais te garder toute ma vie
Comprends-moi, ma chérie

Tu n'es qu'un fumeur de gitanes
Et la dernière je veux
La voir briller au fond des mes yeux
Aime-moi, nom de Dieu

Dieu est un fumeur de havanes
Tout près de toi loin de lui
J'aimerais te garder toute ma vie
Comprends-moi, ma chérie

Tu n'es qu'un fumeur de gitanes
Et la dernière je veux




La voir briller au fond des mes yeux
Aime-moi, nom de Dieu

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Serge Gainsbourg's "Dieu Fumeur De Havanes" offer an intriguing juxtaposition between the divine and the earthly, as well as the contrasting habits of smoking between the two main characters. The first and most prominent verse compares God to a smoker of fine Cuban cigars, with the singer seeing his gray clouds of smoke and knowing that he smokes even through the night. The singer then compares himself to his lover, who is only a smoker of Gitanes, a French brand of cigarettes made with dark tobacco, and whose blue smoke sometimes brings tears to his eyes. However, he acknowledges that his lover is his "master after God".


The second verse repeats this comparison, but this time with the twist that God himself had supposedly told the singer that smoke sends one to paradise. The singer asks his lover to open their eyes to the moonlight and to stop smoking for the love of God. The third verse reiterates the same comparisons and adds a plea for his lover to be the last cigarette he sees before he dies, asking her to love him for God's sake. The song ends with a repetition of the second verse and the plea for his lover to love him for God's sake.


Overall, the song's lyrics can be seen as an exploration of the contradictions between human desires and the divine, as well as a meditation on the power and allure of addiction. It is a seductive and poetic song that invites the listener to reflect on their own vices and passions, and their relationship to the sacred and the profane.


Line by Line Meaning

Dieu est un fumeur de havanes
God is a smoker of Havanas, premium cigars from Cuba.


Je vois ses nuages gris
I see the gray clouds of smoke from his cigar.


Je sais qu'il fume même la nuit
I know he smokes even at night.


Comme moi, ma chérie
Just like me, my darling.


Tu n'es qu'un fumeur de gitanes
You're only a smoker of Gitanes, a brand of cigarettes.


Je vois tes volutes bleues
I see the blue smoke rings you blow.


Me faire parfois venir les larmes aux yeux
They sometimes bring tears to my eyes.


Tu es mon maître après Dieu
You're my master after God.


C'est lui-même qui m'a dit
He himself told me.


Que la fumée envoie au paradis
That smoke sends you to paradise.


Je le sais, ma chérie
I know it, my darling.


Sans elles tu es malheureux
You're unhappy without them.


Au clair de la lune ouvre tes yeux
In the moonlight, open your eyes.


Pour l'amour de Dieu
For the love of God.


Tout près de toi loin de lui
Close to you, far from him.


J'aimerais te garder toute ma vie
I want to keep you all my life.


Comprends-moi, ma chérie
Understand me, my darling.


Et la dernière je veux
And I want the last one.


La voir briller au fond des mes yeux
To see it shining in the depths of my eyes.


Aime-moi, nom de Dieu
Love me, for God's sake.




Lyrics © VELVETICA MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: Serge GAINSBOURG

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