Brel Jacques
Miscellaneous
Sur La Place
Words and music: Jacques Brel
(c) MCA/CARAVELLE MUSIC FRANCE (CATALOG CARAVELLE)
1 Sur la place heated e in the sun
A girl started dancing
She always turns the same
To the dancers of antiques
In the city it's too hot
Men and women are asleep
And look through the window
This girl who dances at noon
R So some days seem
A flame in our eyes
To the 'church where I went
We called him the Good Lord
The lover calls him love
The beggar calls him charity
The sun calls him the day
And the good man the goodness.
2 On the square vibrating with hot air
Where not even a dog appears
Waving like a reed
The girl jumps, goes away, comes away
Neither guitar, nor tambourine
To accompany her dance
She claps her hands
To give herself the cadence
3 In the square where everything is quiet
A girl has started to sing
And her song hovers over the city
Hymn of love and kindness
But in the city it is too hot
And not to hear its song
Men close their windows
Like a door between the dead and the living
R So some days seem ®t
A flame in our hearts
But we never want to
Let its glow shine
We cover our ears
And we cover our eyes
We don't like awakenings
From our already old hearts.
On the square a dog is still howling
For the girl is gone
And like the dog howling death
Men cry for their destinies.