Emmenez-moi [English translation]

Towards the docks (the dockers are the men who work on the quay of the port) where the weight and the boredom

Make me bend the back

They arrive, their estomach wighed down (estomach of bote that mean ther hull)

By the fruits, the botes

They come from the end of the world

Bringing with them

roaming ideas

To the reflections of blue skies

Of mirages

Trailing a peppered perfume

By unknown countries

wher ther are a eternal summers

Where the peopel live almost naked On beaches

On the beaches

me who knew all my life

Only the sky of the North

I would like to wash this grey (it mean the gery of the skine, so wash this grey it mean make bronsage)

by turning of edge (edge of the bote)

Take me at the end of the earth(ground)

Take Me to the wonderland

It seems to me that the misery

Would be less painful with the sun

In the bars at nightfall

With the sailors

When we talke about girls and the love

and A glass (it mean a drink) in the hand

I lose the notion of the things

And sudden my thought

Remove me and deposits me

A marvellous summer

On the strike

Where I see tightening the arms

The love which like insane

Runs in front of me

I take myself by the neck

Of my dream

When bars close, when the sailors

Join their edge (edge of the bote)

Me I still dream until the morning

Upright on the port

Take me at the end of the earth(ground)

Take Me to the wonderland

It seems to me that the misery

Would be less painful with the sun

A beautiful day on a cracking rafiot (kind of bote)

Hull with the bridge

To leave i am ready to work even

in the coal bunker

Taking the road which carries me

To my childhood's dreams

On distant islands

Where nothing is important

Only to live

Where the faint girls ( it is a positif meaning, it mean girls who she hav a slim waist)

You charm the heart

As somone tould me, while she braiding,

with these garlands of flowers

who she make any one as a drunk

I would run away leaving my past

Without any remorse

Without luggage and the heart is freed (released)

whil singing very hardly

Take me at the end of the earth(ground)

Take Me to the wonderland

It seems to me that the misery

Would be less painful with the sun

• Artist:Charles Aznavour
• Album:Entre deux rêves (1967)