Brassens Georges
Miscellaneous
Les Sabots D'hélène
Words and music: Georges Brassens
(c) 1954 Éditions Musicales Ray VENTURA
rights transferred ©res to WARNER CHAPPELL
MUSIC FRANCE
1 Hélène's hooves
were all muddy,
The three captains
Would have called her naughty,
And poor Hélène
was like a soul in pain...
Don't look for a fountain any longer,
You who need water,
Seek no more: to the tears of Hélène
Go and fill your bucket.
I took the pain
To take off their shoes,
Hélène's clogs,
I who am not a captain,
And I saw my pain
Well rewarded...
In the clogs of poor Hélène,
In her muddy clogs,
I found the feet of 'a queen
And I kept them.
2 Her woolen petticoat
was all moth-eaten,
The three captains
Would have called her ©e naughty,
And poor Hélène
was like a soul in pain...
Don't look for a fountain any longer,
You who you need water,
Look no further: to the tears of Hélène
Go and fill your bucket.
I took the trouble
To roll it up,
Hélène's petticoat,
I who am not a captain,
And I saw my punishment
Well rewarded e...
Under poor Hélène's petticoat,
Under her moth-eaten petticoat,
I found the legs of a queen
And I I kept them.
3 And Hélène's heart
Did not know how to sing,
The three captains
Would have called her naughty,
And poor Hélène
was like a soul in pain...
Don't look for a fountain any longer,
You who need water,
Seek no more: to Helen's tears
Go and fill your bucket.
I took the trouble
To stop there,
In the heart of Hélène
I who am not captain,
And I saw my pain
Well rewarded. ..
And, in the heart of poor Hélène,
Who had ever sung,
I found the love of a queen
And I kept it.

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