I'm only a troubadour
I entertain my world but the world isn't doing well
And the earth turns turns turns turns turns not round
but I cannot do anything about it
Nothing more than a troubadour
I entertain my world but the world isn't doing well
My songs turn turn turn around this world
In order to start anew¹
The world is doing badly, I amuse myself about it
Insolent impertinent
When our dictators abuse their power²
I write a song, that makes people laugh
The world is doing badly but what can I do about it
With my rants my puns,
Neither politician nor soldier³,
I am only a troubadour
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Anway, this world is not mine
I write songs to escape this earth
Instead of living today I prefer
To sing while waiting for tomorrow (2x)
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If I begin to sing about love
They tell me How dare you
Blow away the petals of a rose
While in the world there are all these dead people⁴?
To arms, citizens
Holding revolutionary slogans
You know how that turns out in the end.
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Refrain1 (at the end: sing for another tomorrow 2x)
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And the earth turns turns turns and the earth
turns turns turns not round
My songs turn turn turn around this world
In order to start anew (twice twice twice)
¹à refaire - to do over again (redo), recreate; "start anew" (begin again) turning again and again (redoing) and starting something new (recreating)
² abuser (le pouvoir)- abuse (one's power)
³ militaire (militaitre) - serviceman, soldier
⁴morts - deaths; dead people