Jacques Brel - Mathilde

Year: 1963

My mother, here comes the time
To pray for my salvation
Mathilde came back
Bougnat*, you can keep your wine
Tonight, I'll drink my sorrow
Mathilde came back
You the servant, you Maria
Maybe you'd do better to change our sheets
Mathilde came back
My friends, do not leave me, no
Tonight I return to combat
Cursed Mathilde since you are here

My heart, my heart do not race
Do as if you didn't know
That the Mathilde came back
My heart, stop repeating that
She is more beautiful than before the summer
The Mathilde who came back
My heart stop shaking about
Remember she teared you up
The Mathilde who came back
My friends, do not leave me, no
Tell me, tell me, that I shouldn't
Cursed Mathilde since you are here

And you my hands, stay calm
It's a dog coming back from the town
Mathilde came back
And you my hands, do not hit
All this does not concern you
Mathilde came back
And you my hands, do not shake anymore
Remember when I was crying on you.
Mathilde came back
You my hands, do not open
You my arms, do not stretch
Blasted Mathilde since you are here

My mother, stop praying
Your Jacques is going back to hell
Mathilde came back to me
Bougnat*, bring us wine
The one for weddings and feasts
Mathilde came back to me
You the servant, you the Maria
Go set my big bed with sheets
Mathilde came back to me
Friends, don't count on me anymore
I spit to the sky once more
My beautiful Mathilde since you are here, you are here!

*Bougnat: citizen from Auvergne who settled in Paris