Luna Park
Yves Montand Lyrics


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Dans mon usine de Puteaux
On peut dire qu' j' ai le fin boulot
Ça f' sait bien trois cent soixante cinq jours de long
Que j' vissais toujours le même sacré petIt boulon
Mais celà ne m' empêche pas de chanter
Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Dès que j' ai ma petite heure de liberté
Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Je vais tout droit à Luna Park
Dans le jour cru des lampes à arcs
Sur la chenille
Je vois des filles
Je vois les filles et leurs dessous
En soie en fil ou en pilou
Et le pick-up chante comme moi
HidIele hidlele hideledele hey !
Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Le travail c' est ahurissant
Pour le corps c' est bien salissant
Quand je touche ma paye vers la fin du mois
Je sais qu' à Puteaux y' a des gars plus riches que moi
Mais celà ne m' empêche pas de chanter
Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Luna-Park est ma réserve de gaité
Hidlete hidlele hideledele
A tous les stands je suis salué
Des patrons et des habitués
Garçons et filles
C' est ma famille
Partout ailleurs je n' suis rien
A Luna Park je suis quelqu' un




Vive Luna Park et vive la joie
Feledlele delele fleptogo

Overall Meaning

The song "Luna Park" by Yves Montand tells the story of a worker who spends his days working in a factory in Puteaux, France, and finds joy and escape in his visits to the nearby amusement park, Luna Park. He sings about the monotony of his job, spending 365 days screwing the same small bolt, but finds freedom in the one hour of liberty given to him each day. He describes the bright lights and excitement of Luna Park, particularly the thrill ride called "la chenille," where he sees women in their various undergarments made of silk, thread, and pilou. The pick-up truck playing the music is the same one playing in his head as he enjoys the fun and freedom of the amusement park.


Throughout the song, the worker emphasizes that Luna Park is his source of joy, and he is recognized and respected among its patrons and proprietors. Despite the fact that he is a low-wage worker, he finds a sense of belonging and identity in the amusement park that he does not find anywhere else. The song ultimately celebrates the power of joy and escape from the daily grind, emphasizing the magic and camaraderie of Luna Park.


Overall, "Luna Park" is a joyful and uplifting song about finding happiness in the midst of hard work and the social limitations of class. It captures the excitement and wonder of amusement parks, and reminds its listeners of the importance of finding sources of joy and escape in their own lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Dans mon usine de Puteaux
In my factory in Puteaux


On peut dire qu' j'ai le fin boulot
It can be said that I have the fine job


Ça fait bien trois cent soixante cinq jours de long
That makes three hundred and sixty-five long days


Que j'vissais toujours le même sacré petit boulon
That I always screwed on the same darn little bolt


Mais cela ne m'empêche pas de chanter
But that doesn't stop me from singing


Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Hidlele hidlele hideledele


Dès que j'ai ma petite heure de liberté
As soon as I have my little hour of freedom


Je vais tout droit à Luna Park
I go straight to Luna Park


Dans le jour cru des lampes à arcs
In the harsh light of the arc lamps


Sur la chenille
On the caterpillar ride


Je vois des filles
I see some girls


Je vois les filles et leurs dessous
I see the girls and their underwear


En soie, en fil ou en pilou
Made of silk, thread or flannel


Et le pick-up chante comme moi
And the jukebox sings like me


HidIele hidlele hideledele hey !
Hidlele hidlele hideledele hey!


Le travail c'est ahurissant
The work is exhausting


Pour le corps c'est bien salissant
It's really dirty work for the body


Quand je touche ma paye vers la fin du mois
When I get paid at the end of the month


Je sais qu'à Puteaux y'a des gars plus riches que moi
I know there are guys richer than me in Puteaux


Mais cela ne m'empêche pas de chanter
But that doesn't stop me from singing


Hidlele hidlele hideledele
Hidlele hidlele hideledele


Luna-Park est ma réserve de gaité
Luna Park is my reserve of happiness


Hidlete hidlele hideledele
Hidlete hidlele hideledele


A tous les stands je suis salué
I'm greeted at all the stands


Des patrons et des habitués
By the owners and regulars


Garçons et filles
Boys and girls


C'est ma famille
They are my family


Partout ailleurs je n'suis rien
Elsewhere, I'm nothing


A Luna Park je suis quelqu'un
At Luna Park, I'm someone


Vive Luna Park et vive la joie
Long live Luna Park and long live joy


Feledlele delele fleptogo
Feledlele delele fleptogo




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annecy49

C'est LA version que je cherchais tant ! Toute mon enfance, merci !