Translation of ''Au Café De La Paix'' by Thomas Fersen

Song:  Au Café De La Paix (At the Peace Cafe)

Artist: Thomas Fersen

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Note: Thomas Fersen loves wordplay. In fact, he loves it so much that's it's pretty moot to try and translate those that don't carry over to the English language, as the translation would be littered with asterisks and footnotes. He possesses a lyrical style that can truly be appreciated only in his native French.

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An appointment 

In the bistro

Of the Peace Cafe, 

I'll be waiting for you.

I'm wearing a felt hat 

Of neutral color

And my overcoat 

Is not brilliant either. 

I'll put down my paper

On the bar before me, 

I'll put down my paper

Then you'll recognize me. 

If you're late, 

Over 15 minutes

I'll have a pint

To drown my worry. 

If you're late, 

Just before the evening

I'll have a pint

To drown it better.

I'll fold my paper

On the bar before me, 

I'll fold my paper

Then you'll recognize me.

Lalala

We'll go 

Where you want to 

You'll take my hand 

Like some other time,

We'll see our street, 

Our room on the sixth floor, 

They no longer exists

But we will nevertheless. 

The ad in the paper 

Was published a month ago, 

If you read this newspaper, 

You will know who you are 

Lalala

We'll go see the Seine 

And the heart of Paris... 

My cardboard house 

Or Marie bridge... 

We'll go look at somewhere else,

We'll go make a fortune... 

We'll go look at somewhere else 

Because it is the hour 

The chairs are on the tables, 

It's the end of the story. 

I put what I have 

On the bar before me, 

Three nails and a jacket button, 

You won't recognize me. 

The night clasps the sky, 

The night clasps the sky, 

Go my nightingale, 

Life is beautiful.