Tournent les violons [English translation]

Great feast at the castle a long time ago

The fair ladies and fair gents, ennobled, noble blood

Of all the kingdom came dancing

Spin the violins oh spin and begone

Spin the violins

Great Palm Sunday and Manon is sixteen years old

Maid in this castle like her mother before

She carries heavy platters on her children hands

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

The beautiful uniform, oh the beautiful lieutenant

Different from the local men, blond and tall

The bright smile of a prince charming

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

Double up the party and the laughters ans the dances

Manon marvels while stuffing faces

The noise, the lights, it's him coming forth

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

While taking his glass close to her he leans

Whispers in her ear while grazing her hip

"You are really pretty" in a divine smile

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

The years have passed hard and grey in servitude

A life of sorrow and so few pleasures

But this turmoil burns in her memories

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

She thinks about it again and again and always

The violins, the decor, and those velvet words

His parfume, his white teeth, down to the last detail

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

While taking his glass close to her he leans

Whispers in her ear while grazing her hip

Just four words, the trouble of a life

Just four words he forgets instantly

Spin the lives oh spin an begone

Spin the violins

She thinks about it again and again and always

• Artist:Jean-Jacques Goldman