Perret Pierre
Miscellaneous
Mon P'tit Loup
Words and music: Pierre Perret
(c) ̎ditions Ad̬le
R Don't worry mon little wolf
It's life don't cry
You'll forget my little wolf
Don't cry
1 I'll bring you there © Hear your tears
To the wind of the four cardinal points
Breathe the violet in Parma
And the spices in Colombo
We will see the Amazon river'
And the Valley of Orchids
And the children who soap themselves
The bellies with cut flowers
2 Let's go see the land of Abraham
C It's even more beautiful than they say
There are Van Goghs in Amsterdam
Who look like fires
We'll taste the raw herrings
And we I will drink Moselle wine
I will tell you about the success I had
One day while playing Sganarelle
3 I will bring you to see Liverpool
And its garlands of Haddock
And countries where there are chickens
Who crow as loud as the roosters
All the most beautiful books
From Colette and Marcel Aymé
Those from Rab'lais or Léautaud
I'm sure you'll love them
4 I'll teach you at Jamaà ¯que
Night fishing with a lamparo
And I will take you for a picnic
To the top of Kilimanjaro
And you will climb on my back
To see the ceiling of the Sistine
We will be fascinated at the Prado
By the Goyas or the Menines
5 Do you know in quadraphony
The last hit of Mahler
And the planters of Virginia
Who don't know that there is a winter
We have plenty to see
Until Louisiana celebrates
Where there are guys who have a trumpet full of despair every night
R Don't worry, my little wolf
It's life, don't cry' don't
Forget them, the little idiots
Who did this to you
Don't worry, my little wolf
It's life, don't cry ' don't
I beg you my little wolf
Don't cry