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Paroles officielles de la chanson "Son Bleu"

Il a referm? la porte douc?ment
Pour pas r?veiller ? Maman ?
Il a j?t? l?Huma
Sur l?canap? pr?s du chat
S?est assis dans un coin
La t?te dans ses mains

Cinquante balais c?est pas vieux
Qu?est-c?qu?y va faire de son bleu
De sa gamelle de sa gapette
C?est toute sa vie qu??tait dans sa musette

Y r?voit toutes ses ann?es au chagrin
Et tout l?cambouis sur ses mains
Y r?pense ? son gars
Qui vouler faire p?ter tout ?a
Ca a p?t? sans lui
Sans douleur et sans cris

O? c?est qu?t?as vu un bon Dieu
Qu?est-c?qu?y va faire de son bleu
De ses bras de travailleur
C?est otute sa vie qu??tait dans sa sueur

Pourquoi y r?pense aujourd?hui au p?tit
V?la dix ans qu?il est parti
? Salut pauv? cave
Tu s?ras toujours un esclave ?
Eh ben tu vois gamin
Aujourd?hui j?suis plus rien

Pas fini d?se faire des ch?veux
Qu?est-c?qu?y va faire de son bleu
D?son drapeau rouge de son L?nine
C?est toute sa vie qu??tait dans sa machine

Y va reveiller ? Maman ? peut-?tre
Lui dire : ? Toujours pas de lettre

Il reviendra
Il pense ? nous, t?en fait pas, l?-bas
Dans la guerilla
Au Nicaragua
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He closes? the door doucment
For r not? Ensure Mom
He jt? lHuma
On lcanap? pr? s cat
Sest sitting in a corner
The head in his hands

Fifty brushes that is not old
Quest-cquy will do its blue
Its tin its gapette
It is his life that? Was in his musette

Y rvoit all year? Es grief
And all lcambouis on his hands
Rpense Y? his guys
Who wanted to p? Ter all? A
It has p? T? without him
Without pain and cries

O? cest qutas seen a good God
Quest-cquy will do its blue
His arm worker
It is his life that otute? Was in his sweat

Why rpense today at ptit
Vla ten years that he is gone
Hi poor cellar
Thou SARS still a slave
Well you see kid
Today nothing jsuis

Dse not finished making chveux
Quest-cquy will do its blue
Dson red flag of its G? Nine
It is his life that? Was in his machine

It will reveiller Mom can always be
He said: Still no letter
It will
He thinks? We ten is not, this low -
In the guerilla
In Nicaragua
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