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Harmonica - Dans Le Port d'Amsterdam - Jacques Brel

harmonica — Sat, 03 Feb 2007 22:11:34 +0100

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Dans Le Port d'Amsterdam by Jacques Brel played on chromatic harmonica. This is only a training session, this is not good but I upload it anyway, later I'll upload one with backround music and better melody.

Harmonica - La Chanson Des Vieux Amants - Jacques Brel

harmonica — Sat, 20 Jan 2007 23:49:31 +0100

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La Chanson Des Vieux Amants by Jacques Brel played on chromatic harmonica.

Dans le port d'Amsterdam - Jacques Brel

youtuber — Sun, 05 Nov 2006 23:36:22 +0100

This is the original french version by the great belgian singer Jacques Brel, here are the lyrics:

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui chantent
Les rêves qui les hantent
Au large d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui mangent
Sur des nappes trop blanches
Des poissons ruisselants
Ils vous montrent des dents
A croquer la fortune
A décroisser la lune
A bouffer des haubans
Et ça sent la morue
Jusque dans le cœur des frites
Que leurs grosses mains invitent
A revenir en plus
Puis se lèvent en riant
Dans un bruit de tempête
Referment leur braguette
Et sortent en rotant

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dansent
En se frottant la panse
Sur la panse des femmes
Et ils tournent et ils dansent
Comme des soleils crachés
Dans le son déchiré
D'un accordéon rance
Ils se tordent le cou
Pour mieux s'entendre rire
Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup
L'accordéon expire
Alors le geste grave
Alors le regard fier
Ils ramènent leur batave
Jusqu'en pleine lumière

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui boivent
Et qui boivent et reboivent
Et qui reboivent encore
Ils boivent à la santé
Des putains d'Amsterdam
De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs
Enfin ils boivent aux dames
Qui leur donnent leur joli corps
Qui leur donnent leur vertu
Pour une pièce en or
Et quand ils ont bien bu
Se plantent le nez au ciel
Se mouchent dans les étoiles
Et ils pissent comme je pleure
Sur les femmes infidèles
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam.

English version of Jacques Brel's text in the Bowie's version of the song:

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken town fight

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love

In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

Here are two chances to listen to the english version:

Ne Me Quitte Pas - Jacques Brel

youtuber — Sun, 05 Nov 2006 23:12:19 +0100

This is the Jacques Brel's original version of Ne Me Quitte Pas, and here's another version:

And here is in 1984 a famous hommage from Johnny Halliday to Jacques Brel:

And finally a lyrical/ballet solo by Rebekah Miller on a version of "Ne Me Quitte Pas" by Alison Moyet, a UK singer.

And here are the original lyrics in french (english version follows):

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le cœur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je t'inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs cœurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai
L'histoire de ce roi
Mort de n'avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
D'un ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s'épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t'écouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas.

English version: Don't leave me!

Let's forget -
for all can be forgotten
which is gone by already!

Forget the time
of misunderstandings and
the time
lost
finding out how
to forget those hours
which sometimes killed
by blows of "why?"
the heart
of happiness.
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

I will give you
pearls of rain
come from countries
where it never rains.

I will dig up the earth
even in death
to cover your body
with gold and with light.

I will make a kingdom
where love shall be king
where love shall be law
where you shall be queen.
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!
I shall invent
senseless words
which you will understand.

I shall tell you about
those lovers who
saw twice
their hearts
go up in flames.

I shall tell you
the story of this king
dead
for not having succeeded
in finding you.
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

One has often seen
burst anew the fire
of an old volcano
believed to be spent.
There are, it is said,
scorched lands
yielding more wheat
than the best of April.
And when evening comes,
to make the sky flare up,
don't the black and the red
wed?

Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!
I'll weep no more,
I'll speak no more,
I'll hide right here,
to look at you
dance and smile, to
listen to you
sing
and then laugh...

Let me become
the shadow
of your shadow,
the shadow of your hand,
the shadow of your dog, but
don't leave me!

Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

And here's another version in english not being a real translation but a new song with the same music, called If you go away:

If you go away
on this summer day
Then you might as well
take the sun away
All the birds that flew
in the summer sky
When our love was new
and our hearts were high
When the day was young
and the night was long
And the moon stood still
for the nightbird sung
If you go away
If you go away...
If you go away...
If you go away...

But if you stay
I'll make you a day
Like no day has been
or will be again
We'll sail the sun
We'll ride on the rain
We'll talk to the trees
And worship the wind
Then if you go,
I'll understand
Leave me just
enough love
to hold in my hand
If you go away

If you go away...
If you go away...
If you go away...

If you go away
as I know you will
You must tell the world
to stop turning till
You return again
if you ever do
For what good is love
without loving you
I can tell you now
as you turn to go
I'll be dying slowly
till the next hello
If you go away

If you go away...
If you go away...

But if you stay
I'll make you a night
Like no night has been
or will be again
I'll sail on your smile
I'll ride on your touch
I'll talk to your eyes
that I love so much
But if you go
I won't cry
Though the good is gone
from the world. Goodbye

If you go away...

If you go away...
If you go away...
If you go away...

If you go away
as I know you must
There'll be nothing left
in the world to trust
Just an empty room
Full of empty space
Like that empty look
I see on your face
I'd have been the shadow
of your shadow
If I had thought it might
have kept me by your side

If you go away...

Please don't go away.

You can hear this here by Tran thai hoa:

And in the original version sung on a live studio set by Shirley Bassey in 1976, this song was recorded on Shirley's 1967, "And We Were Lovers" Album:

Mathilde - Jacques Brel

youtuber — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 04:05:00 +0200

Jacques Brel in live, singing this song with all his soul and body language. Check at the end for an english version...

French lyrics:
Ma mère voici le temps venu
D'aller prier pour mon salut
Mathilde est revenue
Bougnat tu peux garder ton vin
Ce soir je boirai mon chagrin
Mathilde est revenue
Toi la servante toi la Maria
Vaudrait peut-être mieux changer nos draps
Mathilde est revenue
Mes amis ne me laissez pas
Ce soir je repars au combat
Maudite Mathilde puisque te v'là

Mon cœur mon cœur ne t'emballe pas
Fais comme si tu ne savais pas
Que la Mathilde est revenue
Mon cœur arrête de répéter
Qu'elle est plus belle qu'avant l'été
La Mathilde qui est revenue
Mon cœur arrête de bringuebaler
Souviens-toi qu'elle t'a déchiré
La Mathilde qui est revenue
Mes amis ne me laissez pas
Dites-moi dites-moi qu'il ne faut pas
Maudite Mathilde puisque te v'là

Et vous mes mains restez tranquilles
C'est un chien qui nous revient de la ville
Mathilde est revenue
Et vous mes mains ne frappez pas
Tout ça ne vous regarde pas
Mathilde est revenue
Et vous mes mains ne tremblez plus
Souvenez-vous quand je vous pleurais dessus
Mathilde est revenue
Vous mes mains ne vous ouvrez pas
Vous mes bras ne vous tendez pas
Sacrée Mathilde puisque te v'là

Ma mère arrête tes prières
Ton Jacques retourne en enfer
Mathilde m'est revenue
Bougnat apporte-nous du vin
Celui des noces et des festins
Mathilde m'est revenue
Toi la servante toi la Maria
Va tendre mon grand lit de draps
Mathilde m'est revenue
Amis ne comptez plus sur moi
Je crache au ciel encore une fois
Ma belle Mathilde puisque te v'là te v'là

Here's an english version:

English lyrics:
Momma, do you see what I see
On your knees and pray for me
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, don't want another beer
Tonight I'm gonna drink my tears
Mathilde's come back to me
Go ask the maid if she heard what I said
Tell her to change the sheets on the bed
Mathilde's come back to me
Fellas, don't leave me tonight
Tonight I'm going back to fight
Wretched Mathilde's in sight
My heart, my heart, stop beating so
Just make as if you didn't know
That Mathilde's come back to me
My heart, I don't want you to say
She's lovelier than when she went away
Mathilde, whols come back to me
My heart, stop being overjoyed
Remember you were once destroyed
By Mathilde, who's come back to me
Fellas, please don't go away
Tell me that I mustn't stay
Mathilde's coming back today
My hands, you'll start to shake again
When you remember all the pain
Mathilde's come back to me
You'll want to beat her black and blue
But don't do it, I beg of you
Mathilde's come back to me
My hands, remember all the years
Remember when you caught my tears
Mathilde's come back to me
My hands, you'll want to touch her now
But please try and be strong somehow
Mathilde's here, she's coming now, now
Momma, can you hear me yell
Your baby boy's gone back to hell
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, champagne right away
I know you've been saving it for the holiday
But Mathilde's come back to me
Go ask the maid if she heard what I said
Tell her to put the best sheets on the bed
Matbilde's come back to me
My friends, don't count on me no more
I've gone and crashed through heaven's door
My sweet Mathilde's here
Once more, once more

Le Plat Pays - Jacques Brel

harmonica — Wed, 06 Sep 2006 06:17:30 +0200

Le Plat Pays by Jacques Brel played on a chromatic harmonica. Recorded with a JVC and video editing in simple Windows Movie Maker...

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