Bachelet Pierre les corons

Select language to translate this lyric

Bachelet Pierre
Miscellaneous
Les Corons
Words and music: Jean-Pierre Lang and Pierre Bachelet
(c) editions A.V.R.E.P.
R Au Nord c'é the settlements were silent
The earth was the coal
The sky was the horizon
The underground miners
1 Our windows overlooked the windows similar
And the rain wet my schoolbag
But my father when he came home had eyes so blue
That I thought I saw the blue sky
I was learning my lessons Let's put our cheek against his arm
I think he was proud of me
He was generous like those of the country
And I owe him what I am
2 And it was my childhood and it was happy
In the mist of the washers
And I had the slag heaps in the absence of mountains
From above I could see the countryside
My father was black-faced as were his parents
My mother had white hair
They were from the pit as we are from a country
Thanks to them I know who I am
3 There was at the town hall on the day of the fair
A photo of Jean Jaurè s
And each glass of wine was a pink diamond
Placed on a background of silicosis
They talked about thirty sixes and firedamp shots
Accidents from the bottom of the hole
They loved their job as one loves a country
It was with them that I understood

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS