Sunday, September 20, 2015

Marianne Oswald - Jacques Prévert - The child's hunt


Original Title: "La chasse à l'enfant"
Text: Jacques Prévert
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!

Above the island, one can see birds
All around the island there is water

Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
What are those howls
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
It's the pack of honest people
That is hunting children down

He said "I am done with the reformatory"
And the wardens had broken his teeth using their keys
And then had let him lying down on the cement

Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
Now he ran away
And like a hunted beast
He gallops in the night
And all gallop after him
The gendarmes, the tourists, the person of private means, the artists

Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!

It's the pack of honest people
That is hunting children down

To hunt children down, no need of a permit
All the decent people got down to it
What is swimming in the night
What are those flashes those noises
It's a child who is running away
He is being shot at with a rifle

Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!

All those men on the shore
Are empty-handed and purple with rage

Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!

Will you get back to the continent will you get back to the continent!
Above the island, one can see birds
All around the island there is water

Live but not complete:

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