Michel Polnareff – Beatnik

Michel Polnareff – Beatnik Lyrics

Artist: Michel Polnareff
Song: Beatnik

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Fini le temps de la discorde
C’est la guitare à douze cordes

Qui est son passeport
Du sud au nord
Dès que l’été revient
Il met dans ses bagages

L’amitié pour langage
Il a envie de voir le monde
Et de savoir pourquoi il gronde
Ce vagabond aux cheveux longs

Le ciel lui appartient
Bien au-delà des villes
Il va chercher son île
Il a vingt ans et dans ses veines

L’espoir dе voir tomber les chaines
Il a un drapеau sur le sac à dos
Mais il ne cesse de chanter
Il n’y a plus de frontières

Tous les hommes sont des frères
Les jours où la faim de tenaille
Même si le ventre creux il défaille
S’il voit un chien sur son chemin

Il partagera son pain
Et plus tard sur la route
Ils seront deux sans doute
Malgré tous ses airs de sauvage

Une fille mettra son cœur en cage
Pour elle enfin jusqu’au matin
Il chantera sans fin
Dieu que la vie est belle

Quand l’amour nous appelle
Fini le temps de la discorde
C’est la guitare à douze cordes
Qui est son passeport

Du sud au nord
L’amitié est son droit
Elle dort dans ses bagages
Avec sa fleur de l’âge

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Beatnik Lyrics – English Translation

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Finished the time of discord
It’s twelve string guitar

Which is its passport
From south to north
As soon as summer returns
He puts in his luggage

Friendship for language
He wants to see the world
And to know why he rumbles
This long hair vagabond

Heaven belongs to him
Well beyond cities
He’s going to get his island
He is twenty years old and in his veins

Hope to see the channels fall
He has a cloth on the backpack
But he keeps singing
There are no more borders

All men are brothers
The days when the hunger of the pincers
Even if the hollow belly he fails
If he sees a dog on his way

He will share his bread
And later on the road
They will be two probably
Despite all his wild tunes

A girl will put her heart in a cage
For her finally until morning
He will sing endlessly
God that life is beautiful

When love calls us
Finished the time of discord
It’s twelve string guitar
Which is its passport

From south to north
Friendship is his right
She sleeps in her luggage
With its age flower

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Michel Polnareff Lyrics – Beatnik

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Release Year: 1976