Translation of ''Mon petit soldat'' by France Gall

Song: Mon petit soldat

Artist: France Gall

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My little soldier is dead 

He played the drum 

My little soldier is dead 

He told me about love 

He played for love, for war

He put flowers on his gun 

But he didn't listen to my prayers 

And I cried when he left 

My little soldier is dead 

He played the drum 

My little soldier is dead 

And I loved his drumming of love

He played for love, for war

But he spoke of death while laughing 

He fell close to the river 

Where we played when we were children 

He played for love, for war

And I still hear him every night 

He comes and strolls along the river 

And kisses me when I'm asleep

My little soldier is dead 

He played the drum 

My little soldier is dead 

I will love him always 

La la la la... 

Translation of ''Laisse tomber les filles'' by France Gall

Song: Laisse tomber les filles

Artist: France Gall

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Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

One day you're going to the one left behind 

Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

One day you're going to be the one crying

Yes I cried but on that day 

No, I won't cry 

No, I won't cry 

I'll say, “It serves you right!”

I'll say, “That'll teach you!”

I'll say, “That'll teach you!”

Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

It's going to be an ill turn for you

Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

You'll pay one of these days

One doesn't play recklessly 

With an innocent heart 

With an innocent heart 

You'll see what I'm feeling 

Before you know it 

Before you know it 

Luck abandons 

Those who only know 

How to leave behind wounded hearts

You'll have no one 

To console you 

You won't get away with it

Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

One day you're going to the one left behind 

Forget about the girls

Forget about the girls

One day you're going to be the one crying

No, for your complaining there won't be 

Anyone other than you

Anyone other than you

Then you're remember 

Everything I'm telling you now

Everything I'm telling you now

Translation of ''Mon aéroplane'' by France Gall

Song: Mon aéroplane

Artist: France Gall

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No Charlie 

Don't make me wait any longer 

Quickly come over to the house 

Today 

I believe that you're the best 

At repairs

I'm begging you... 

My airplane... 

Since your departure has been delayed...

And to touch the sky I no longer have, I no longer have

Any artificial clouds 

My airplane... 

Since your departure has been delayed...

And in order to touch the sky I need

You to lend me your wings

There will be 

Some Chinese tea and some liquorice 

And then some chocolate 

You'll see 

Later, we'll go to the old dock 

But come home quick,

I'm begging you... 

My airplane... 

Since your departure has been delayed...

And to touch the sky I no longer have, I no longer have

Any artificial clouds 

My airplane... 

Since your departure has been delayed...

And in order to touch the sky I need

You to lend me your wings

My airplane... 

Since your departure has been delayed...

And in order to touch the sky I need

You to lend me your wings

Translation of ''Nous Ne Sommes Pas Des Anges'' by France Gall

Song: Nous Ne Sommes Pas Des Anges

Artist: France Gall

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We're not angels

Angels from heaven 

Would find this world very strange

If they were to fall so far

No, we possess nothing of the angels,

Angels from heaven 

Leave them up there in the sky 

Earth isn't paradise

The boys look like girls 

With their long hair 

As for us girls 

We look like boys

Wearing pants

We're not angels

Angels from heaven 

Would find this world very strange

If they were to fall so far

No, we possess nothing of the angels,

Angels from heaven 

Leave them up there in the sky 

Earth isn't paradise 

The boys kiss the girls 

The girls wearing pants 

As for us girls 

We love the boys 

With their long hair

The boys kiss the girls 

The girls wearing pants 

As for us girls 

We love the boys 

With their long hair

Translation of ''Oh! Quelle Famille'' by France Gall

Song: Oh! Quelle Famille

Artist: France Gall

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When we're born one fine day 

There's fifty relatives all around 

Who only speak to you in Japanese 

And break all your toys 

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

How we would be happy on earth 

Without all these relatives! 

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

What joy there would be if there were 

Nothing but children! 

On the television Papa likes the politics,

Mama the soaps,

(Inaudible)
When she plugs in football!

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

How we would be happy on earth 

Without all these relatives! 

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

What joy there would be if there were 

Nothing but children! 

We're fighting or we're laughing 

It's our way of loving each other 

But if there's trouble

Everyone bands together 

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

They amuse me so much 

And I love the madness!

Oh la la la what a family!

Oh la la la what a family!

And it's what I want to keep 

For the rest of my life! 

Translation of ''Nounours'' by France Gall

 Nounours by France Gall

Teddy, my lovely teddy 

The confidant  

Of my childish heart 

Teddy, this evening I was expecting 

Him to come get me, 

He forgot me

Teddy, you seem surprised 

To see me crying 

You mustn't scold me, 

Don't sulk, 

Don't be so stupid, 

Stupid, stupid, stupid 

Come console me 

Teddy, my lovely teddy 

Everything is sorted 

Everything has changed 

Teddy, this boy that I love 

Promised that he loves me 

He kissed me 

And even, I can confess to you, 

He wants to marry me 

In a few years 

If you're good

Very, very, very, very good 

I'll take you along

On this great journey 

Translation of ''Dis à Ton Capitaine'' by France Gall

Dis à Ton Capitaine by France Gall

Tell your captain

That I love you 

Tell your captain

That I'm bored without you

Tell your captain

That I love you 

Tell your captain

That I need you 

Next summer for vacation 

From July 10th to the end of August 

I promised Aunt Hortense 

Who invited us to the LaVandou

Tell your captain

That he understands  

Tell your captain

That he'll do this for me

Tell your captain

That I love you 

“But you know, just between us, that 

He doesn't have good taste”

You have jacket that is shabby

Your pants are poorly cut 

And your appalling shoes 

Bother me too much for dancing 

It pains me 

Because I love you 

Tell your captain

That I'm very angry 

Tell your captain

That I love you 

That I'm so troubled 

Being so far away from you 

It's just been four weeks

It's felt like an eternity 

Oh, yes I'm waiting for you to return

To cover me in kisses 

And if we're lucky 

He'll understand

In advance, to your captain,

Tell him thank you for me 

And if we're lucky 

He'll understand 

Give your captain 

A big kiss for me

Translation of ''Mon Bateau De Nuit'' by France Gall

Mon Bateau De Nuit by France Gall

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When my night boat 

Just leaves the port

Softly, I fall asleep 

And suddenly I've set off 

To distant lands 

Which I revisit in the morning

I've visited 

Polynesia 

And the Milky Way

I've seen some Sioux 

And Papuans 

When my night boat 

Just leaves the port

Softly, I fall asleep 

There's only one problem

As far as I dream 

You're everywhere

With pretty girls

Dancing in your arms

In every place 

At every step 

You're there 

And my night boat 

No longer leaves the port 

It's too painful 

To sleep 

So I'm begging you 

Set sail along with me 

In my night boat

In my boat for life 

Translation of ''Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son'' by France Gall

Song: Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son

Artist: France Gall

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I am a doll of wax

A doll of sound*

My heart is etched in my songs 

Doll of wax, doll of sound 

Am I better, am I worse 

Than a mannequin 

I just see the good, sweet life**

Doll of wax, doll of sound

My disks are a mirror 

In which every person can see me 

I am everywhere at once 

Shattered in a thousand splinters of voice 

Around me I hear laughter 

The rag dolls 

Who dance to my songs 

Doll of wax, doll of sound

They let themselves be seduced 

For a yes, for a name***

Love isn't what's in the songs 

Doll of wax, doll of sound

Only sometimes I sigh 

I tell myself what good 

Is singing without love, without reason, 

Without even knowing boys 

I am only a doll of wax

A doll of sound 

Under the sunshine of my blond hair 

Doll of wax, doll of sound

But one day I will live out my songs 

Doll of wax, doll of sound

Without being afraid of the warmth of boys

Doll of wax, doll of sound

Here's a short list of the entendres: 

*This phrase could also literally mean a doll of sawdust, which is an early form of ragdoll commonly made for children. It can also be thought of to mean “singing doll”.
**The phrase used is akin to "seeing the world through rose-tinted glasses"

***”Pour un oui, pour un non” (which sounds like the lyrics, "pour un oui, pour un nom") literally means “for a yes, for a no”, and indicates a question or action that someone doesn't really think or care about. So the lyrics are intended to reflect that these girls are seduced by an acceptance, or simply a name of someone, without thinking.  

Translation of ''J'ai Retrouvé Mon Chien'' by France Gall

When I saw at home 

The empty doghouse 

I shouted everywhere 

"Where is my doggy"

My parents told me:

“Your little poodle,

My poor dear,

He ran away”

Oh good Saint Anthony 

Find my dog!

His name is Charlemagne

And he has a green collar 

He loves the countryside

He hates cocker spaniels 

His snout is all black 

And his eyes are chocolate 

He doesn't bark a lot 

And he's afraid of large cats 

Please

Saint Anthony 

Find my dog!

I ran everywhere 

Knocked on doors 

Asked everywhere 

“Where is my doggy?”

But when I returned home 

In front of my door 

He was waiting for me  

Shivering from the cold 

Thank you Saint Anthony 

I found my dog!

Seeing from his escapade 

He was covered in mud and dirt 

I said to myself “Oh good grief, 

Good grief what can you do.”

I took him in my arms 

He looked at me with such happiness in his eyes 

And his eyes seemed to say:

“Please forgive me”

Thank you so much Saint Anthony 

For bringing my dog back 

Thanks to you, Saint Anthony 

I found my friend 

Thank you so much Saint Anthony 

For bringing my dog back