La Vie Se Chante, La Vie Se Pleure
Joe Dassin
Life is Sung, Life is Cried
Life is sung, life is cried
It is changing like the colors
Life lights up, life goes out
And without resentment, nothing rhymes with anything
A child of seventy years
Gave back his lives without understanding anything
An Indian near Lake Michigan
In civilian clothes orders a whiskey
A city has emerged from the ground
An extinct volcano has just awakened
Somewhere a lonely sailor
Started singing, laralaralala
Life is sung, life is cried
It is changing like the colors
Life lights up, life goes out
And without resentment, nothing rhymes with anything
In nineteen ninety-nine
California becomes an ocean
In Africa in a new country
A European singer becomes president
A girl went to Venus
A new Lazarus is resurrected
Somewhere another sailor
Started singing, laralarala
Started singing
- Musical interlude -
Life is sung, life is cried
It is changing like the colors
Life lights up, life goes out
And without resentment, nothing rhymes with anything
Life is sung, life is cried
It is changing like the colors
