Ritetemp 6036 Problems

Song Sunday: by Jaures Zebda

Song created by Jacques Brel in 1977 and resumed on the album Next to - Tribute to Jacques Brel (1998) by the group Zebda.

They were worn at fifteen
They ended up in
The twelve months beginning in December called
What life have had our grandparents
between absinthe and High Mass
They were old before being
Fifteen hours a day leaves the body
leave it to face the complexion of our ash
Yes sir, yes our good Master

Why did they kill Jaurès?
Why did they kill Jaurès?

can not say they slaves were
To say they have lived
When starting
also defeated It's hard to leave the enclave
Yet hope flourished
In the dreams that rose to heaven
Of those few
who refused to crawl up our good old
Yes Master, yes, our Mr

Why did they kill Jaurès?
Why did they kill Jaurès?

If unfortunately they survived
was to go to war
was to finish the war
For orders requiring a swordsman
lip
Let them open the field of horror
Their twenty who had been born and they died
full
afraid so miserable all our good Master Cutlery
horsetails yes Mr.
our Ask yourself beautiful youth
time the shadow of a memory
time breath a sigh

Why did they kill Jaurès?
Why did they kill Jaurès?