La Cigale Et La Fourmi
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics


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A Pigalle ayant chanté tout l'été
Désirée se trouva fort dépourvue
Quand sans habit se vit nue
Elle quitta l'avenue Marceau
Se trouva dans le ruisseau
Au bout d'un temps la famine
Lui ôta ses vitamines
Si bien qu'elle voulut prêter
Son beau corps pour subsister
Jusqu'à la saison nouvelle
Je me paierai se dit-elle
Avant l'août foi d'animal
Un vison c'est l'principal
Elle alla très respectueusement
Offrir ses moindres défauts
Mais bien qu'elle eut le sang chaud
Elle ne put la malheureuse
Que rester dans l'hypothèse




Car ces filles ne vous déplaise
A Pigalle hélas fourmillent

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Serge Gainsbourg's song "La Cigale et la Fourmi", which translates to "The Cicada and the Ant", tell a story of a woman named Désirée who finds herself in a desperate situation. The song references the Pigalle neighborhood in Paris, known for its nightlife and cabarets, where Désirée had been singing all summer. However, now that summer is over, she finds herself without money and stripped of her fame, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable. She leaves Avenue Marceau and finds herself in a dire situation, facing hunger and starvation.


In her desperation, Désirée decides to offer her beautiful body in exchange for survival. She plans to sell herself until the new season arrives, believing she can afford to pay for a mink coat by August. However, despite her willingness and passionate nature, she is unable to find customers and is left stuck in her hypothetical situation. The song ends with a somewhat ironic note, as it reveals that Pigalle is filled with an abundance of similar unfortunate women who have resorted to the same path.


Line by Line Meaning

A Pigalle ayant chanté tout l'été
After singing all summer in Pigalle


Désirée se trouva fort dépourvue
Désirée found herself greatly lacking


Quand sans habit se vit nue
When she found herself naked without any clothes


Elle quitta l'avenue Marceau
She left Avenue Marceau


Se trouva dans le ruisseau
And found herself in the gutter


Au bout d'un temps la famine
After some time, hunger


Lui ôta ses vitamines
Robbed her of her vitality


Si bien qu'elle voulut prêter
So much so that she wanted to lend


Son beau corps pour subsister
Her beautiful body in order to survive


Jusqu'à la saison nouvelle
Until the next season


Je me paierai se dit-elle
I will pay myself, she said


Avant l'août foi d'animal
Before August, swear it


Un vison c'est l'principal
A mink is the main thing


Elle alla très respectueusement
She went very respectfully


Offrir ses moindres défauts
To offer her slightest flaws


Mais bien qu'elle eut le sang chaud
But even though she had hot blood


Elle ne put la malheureuse
She couldn't, poor thing


Que rester dans l'hypothèse
But remain in the hypothetical


Car ces filles ne vous déplaise
Because these girls, if you please


A Pigalle hélas fourmillent
At Pigalle, alas, they swarm




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
Written by: SERGE GAINSBOURG

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