Les Negresses Vertes
C'est Pas La Mer A Boire
It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don' t love that
It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have any.
C'est pas the sea to drink It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that
It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have any.
La mer qui divague The sea that rambles
A brings back on the coast
Two, three toothless sardines two, three toothless sardines
A fisherman in the seaweed
Seeing the sea so high
That the poor guy drowned . that the poor guy is drowned
Createur, je vous blame Creator, I blame you
L'homme est sans fin, Man is without fin
La nature atrophied it
It's not on the tarmac It's not on the asphalt
It's a nice story It's a nice story
Yes, but Jesus sank. Yes, but Jesus sank.
It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don't love that
C' It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have any.
C'est pas la mer a verre It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don't love that
It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have one For all those who don't have any.
Paolo d'son vivant Paul in his lifetime
A echue son bain failed his boat
Dans le vieue port de Nazare in the old port of Nazareth
His family dying his family dying
Swallowed by the waves
Didn't have tears
s'noyer to drown by
After twenty hours of dredging, after 20 hours of dredging
Two feet in a boot, both feet in a boot
The fisherman is repeche The fisherman is recovered
A eel that zig-zague an eel that zig-zags It's the fruit of the tide
C'est pas la mer a verre It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don't love that
C' is only no ass It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have any.
And I think of these women
And I think of these women
br/>Who all dressed in black
Feed on crustaceans feed themselves on shellfish
Only have souls for men, for men only have spirits
Whose body in memory of which the body in memory
Est par les crabes digere is by the crabs digested
The sea offers its nothingness The sea offers its being
A tout les liners to all the steamships
Who haven't learned to float that haven't learned to float
When the sun falls within
Oh good God, oh good God,
C' that it's beautiful it's beautiful
In the morning we see it again, in the morning it's seen again
The sun knows how to swim. the sun knows how to swim
C'est pas la mer a verre It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don't love that
C' It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have any.
C'est pas la mer a verre It's not the sea to drink
For all those who don't like that For all those who don't love that
It's just not lucky
For all those who don't have one For all those who don't have anything.
It's not the sea to drink. It's not the sea to drink.