Y'a d'la joie [English translation]

There is joy

Hello, hello swallows

There is joy

In the sky, above the roofs

There is joy

And sun in the alleyways

There is joy

Everywhere, there is joy

All day long, my heart beats, capsizes, and staggers

It’s love that comes with I don’t know what

It’s love, hello, hello ladies

There is joy

Everywhere, there is joy

The gray-haired baker pounds the dough with his arms

He makes good bread, such fine bread that I get hungry

I see the postman who flies down

Like a blue angel carrying his letters to God

There’s a nameless miracle at the Javel metro stop

You see the train emerge from its tunnel

Drunk on blue sky, songs, and flowers

It runs towards the Bois, full steam ahead

There is joy

The Eiffel Tower goes for a stroll

Like a madwoman, she jumps into the Seine, feet together

Then she says,

“Too bad for me if I get sick,

I was so bored all alone in my place.”

There is joy

The taxman puts on his morning coat

Closes up shop and says very, very sweetly

“Well, hello, my quest for money is over today

Keep it all

Sirs, keep it all”

But look, suddenly I wake up in my bed.

I was dreaming, yes, because the sky is gray.

I must get up, wash up, and get dressed,

And not sing anymore since I don’t have anything more to say.

But I think perhaps this dream was a good thing

Because it allowed me to make a song

A song of springtime, a little song of love,

A song of youth, a song of forever.

There is joy

Hello, hello swallows

There is joy

In the sky, above the roofs

There is joy

And sun in the alleyways

There is joy

Everywhere, there is joy

All day long, my heart beats, capsizes, and staggers

It’s love that comes with I don’t know what

It’s love, hello, hello ladies

There is joy

Everywhere, there is joy