Brel Jacques
Miscellaneous
Le Plat Pays
Words and music: Jacques Brel
(c) 1962 by Jacques Brel for Bénélux.
(c) 1962 by Éditions Musicales Eddie BARCLAY,
Éditions PATRICIA and Société d'Éditions
Musicales Internationales (S.E.M.I.)
5 rue Lincoln 75008 Paris, for all
countries in the world with the exception of Benelux.
1 With the North Sea as the last wasteland
And waves of dunes to stop the waves
And waves rocks that the tides overtake
And which forever have the heart at low tide
With infinite mists to come
With the west wind, listen hold it
The flat country that is mine.
2 With cathedrals for only mountains
And black bell towers as poles of plenty
Where the stone devils clear the clouds
With the passage of days for a single journey
And paths of rain for a single good evening
With the wind from the East, listen to him want
The flat country that is mine.
3 With a sky so low that a canal is lost
With a sky so low that it creates humility
With a sky so gray that a canal hangs
With a sky so gray that we must forgive it
With the north wind which comes to part
With the wind from North, listen to it crack
The flat country that is mine.
4 With Italy going down the Scheldt
With Frida the blonde when she becomes Margot
When the sons of November return to us in May
When the plain is steaming and trembles in July
When the wind is laughter, when the wind is wheat
When the wind is to the South , listen to him sing
The flat country that is mine.

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