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À l'enseigne de la fille sans cœur [English translation]
À l'enseigne de la fille sans cœur [English translation]
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À l'enseigne de la fille sans cœur [English translation]

The sky is blue, there is a breeze from the sea

The sea is pretty stormy

Toward the port, mounted for a charge

Gallop sixteen white squadrons

It is a port at the edge of the world

Whose streets open onto infinity

But from there, since the earth is round

You cannot see the United States

No one cares, there is happiness

There is blonde Rita's bar

No one cares, there is happiness

At the Heartless Girl!

The accordion plays in a major key

The tunes from around the world

There is a pretty blonde

That blossoming rose

At the Heartless Girl

In this small bar, she reigns supreme

We see her flaming golden mane

Her mouth is like a bleeding fruit

But they say her heart is dead

Yet the guys are there, all funny:

Boyish*, tough, sturdy

Who enter rolling their shoulders

There are some who came from Dakar

There are some from Antwerp, some from Honfleur

Sailing sometimes to the poles

They look at her, it is their whole happiness

But no one is in her good graces

The accordion plays in a major key

All sorts of songs: sad, funny...

Some guys stake their happiness

At the Heartless Girl

The boss knew his stuff:

He liked the sound of coins

He said to his only daughter:

"Avoid love, it's a waste of time!"

But one night, the sea was raging...

In came a stranger

With beautiful eyes of blue without any clouds

That's when everything changed...

He looked at the heartless girl

She was like a stormy sky

Someone said: "There'll be trouble"

The hearts could be heard beating

The accordion plays in a minor key

A tune in the wild wind

There is a girl with tears on her face

At the Heartless Girl

He said, "It's you, my divine lady!"

She replied, "I'm yours..."

He held her to his chest

She cried in his arms

The others, feeling melancholy

Left with a sigh...

The wind sang over the Atlantic

For that heart that had just opened

They headed for their great happiness

The boss had to close shop

He could be seen drinking all his liqueurs

At the Heartless Girl

Yes, but the state, that money grabber

Always with a sense of humor

Has set up a tax office

At the Heartless Girl...

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