Edith Piaf - Prévert - When you sleep

Original Title: "Quand tu dors"
Text: Jacques Prévert
Music: Christiane Verger
Year: 1961

You, you sleep at night
Me, I have insomnia
I see you sleep, it makes me suffer

Your eyes closed
Your tall body lying down
It's funny but it makes me cry
And suddenly, here you are laughing
Laughing out loud while sleeping
Where are you right now?
Where are you gone really?
Maybe with another woman
Far away in another country
And with her you are laughing of me
You, you sleep at night
Me, I have insomnia
I see you sleep, it makes me suffer

When you are sleeping, I don't know if you love me
You're so close but still so far
I'm completely naked, huddled against you
But it's as if I wasn't there
Yet I hear a beating heart
I don't know if it's beating for me
I know nothing, I don't know anymore
I'd like for it to stop beating, your heart
If one day you stop loving me

You, you sleep at night
Me, I have insomnia
I see you dream
It makes me cry

Here comes the day
And suddenly you awaken
And you smile at me
You smile with the sun
And I don't think to the night anymore
You say the words always the same
Did you have a good night
And I answer like the day before
Yes honey, I slept well
And I dreamt of you like every night.

Cora Vaucaire's version:

Barbara's version:

Edith Piaf - You are everywhere

Original Title : "Tu es partout"
Year : 1943

We were loving each other quite tenderly
Like all lovers love one another
And then one day you left me
Since I am desperate
I see you everywhere in the sky
I see you everywhere on the earth
You are my joy and my sun
My night, my days, my clear dawns

You are everywhere because you are in my heart
You are everywhere because you are my happiness
All things that are around me
Even life only represents you
Sometimes I dream that I'm in your arms
And that you are speaking to my ear in a low tone
You are saying things that make the eyes close
And me, I find that wonderful

Maybe someday you'll come back
I know that my heart will wait for you
You will not be able to forget
The days we have spent
My eyes are constantly searching for you
Listen carefully, my heart is calling you
We will be able to love each other so well
You will see life will be beautiful ...

You are everywhere because you are in my heart
You are everywhere because you are my happiness
All things that are around me
Even life only represents you
Sometimes I dream that I'm in your arms
And that you are speaking to my ear in a low tone
You are saying things that make the eyes close
And me, I find that wonderful

Edith Piaf - Life in Pink

Original Title: "La vie en rose"
Piaf herself sang the song in English here of course the words had been adapted for that version so here is a word to word translation of the french version:
Year: 1945

Eyes that makes mine lower
A laugh getting lost on his mouth
Here is the portrait without alteration
Of the man I belong to

When he takes me in his arms
He talks to me in a low voice
I see life in pink

He tells me love words
Words of the everyday
And it has an effect on me

He entered in my heart
There are no happiness
Of which I know the cause
It's him for me
Me for him in life
He told me, swore to me, "For life"

And as soon as I catch sight of him
Then I feel inside of me
My beating heart

Never-ending love nights
A big happiness settling in
Some troubles, sorrows fade
Happy, happy to die of it

When he takes me in his arms
He talks to me in a low voice
I see life in pink

He tells me love words
Words of the everyday
And it has an effect on me

He entered in my heart
There are no happiness
Of which I know the cause
It's him for me
Me for him in life
He told me, swore to me, "For life"

And as soon as I catch sight of him
Then I feel inside of me
My beating heart

Edith Piaf - Lovers for a day

Original title: "Les amants d'un jour"
Text: Claude Delécluse and Michèle Senlis
Music: Marguerite Monnot
Year: 1956

Me, I wipe the glasses at the back of the café
I have way too much to do to be able to dream
But in that setting, so banal you could cry
It seems to me that I still see them arrive

They arrived, holding each other by the hand
looking filled with wonder
Like two cherubs
Carrying the sun
They asked
With a tranquil voice
A roof to love one another
In the heart of the city
And I remember
That they looked with a melting look
At the hotel room with the yellowed wallpaper
And when I closed the door on them
There was so much sun in the bottom of their eyes
That it hurt me
That it hurt me

Me, I wipe the glasses at the back of the café
I have way too much to do to be able to dream
But in that setting, so banal you could cry
It's body against body that they have been found
We found them holding hands
Eyes closed up
On other mornings
Filled with sun
They have been laid
Joined and tranquil
In a digged bed
In the heart of the city
And I remember
Having closed in the early morning
The hotel room of the one day lovers
But they planted at the bottom of my heart
A piece of sun and so many colors
That it's hurting me so much
That it's hurting me so much

Me, I wipe the glasses at the back of the café
I have way too much to do to be able to dream
But in that setting, so banal you could cry
There is still outside: the "Room to rent".

It has been sung by other singers, an example below
Daniel Guichard's version:


And most importantly here is Piaf singing the song in an English version:

Edith Piaf - The Crowd

Original Title: "La foule"
Year: 1957 (adapted from an Argentinian song of 1936)

I see again the city celebrating and frenzied
Suffocating under the sun and the joy
And I hear the music, the shouts, the laughs
which burst and bounce all around me

Distraught among those people who bump into me
Scatterbrained, distraugth I stay there
When suddenly I turn around, He steps back
And he crowd just throws me in his arms

Carried away by the crowd which drags us, carry us away
Crushed one against the other we only form a single body
And the stream effortlessly pushes us both chained up
And leaves us both radiant, intoxicated and happy

Carried away by the crowd which rushes forward and dances
A wild farandole our two hands remained united
And at times lifted up our two bodies embraced take off
And come down again, radiant, intoxicated and happy

And the joy splashed by his smile,
pierces me and splash back up deep inside me
But suddenly I utter a shout among the laughs
When the crowd comes to tear him away from my arms

Carried away by the crowd which drags us, carry us away,
Moves us away from one another, I fight and I struggle
But the sound of my voice suffocates in other people's laughs
And I scream of pain, of fury and of rage and I cry

And dragged by the crowd which rushes forward and dances
A wild farandole I am carried far away
And I clench my fists, cursing the crowd that is stealing from me
The man that it had given me and who I have never found again.

Edith Piaf - My legionary

Original Title: "Mon légionnaire"
Text: Raymond Asso
First sung by Marie Dubas
Year: 1936

He had big eyes, very clear,
where sometimes lightning passed
Like in the sky the thunderstorms passes

He was covered in tattoos
That I never really well understood
His neck wore "Not seen not taken"
On his heart one could read "Noone"
On his right arm one word "Resound"

I do not know his name
I do not know anything about him
He loved me the whole night
My legionary

And leaving me to my destiny
He left in the morning full of light
He was thin, he was beautiful
He smelled good the warm sand
My legionary
There was sun on his forehead
That were putting light in his blond hair

Happiness lost, happiness fled
Still I think about that night
And the desire for his skin gnaws at me
Sometimes I cry then I think
That when I was over his heart
I should have shouted my happiness
But I did not dare to tell him anything
I was scared to see him smile

He was found in the desert
He had his beautiful eyes opened
In the sky clouds were passing
He showed his tattoos while smiling
Showing his neck "Not seen not taken"
Showing his heart "Here noone"
He did not know, I forvige him

Though I was dreaming that destiny
Would bring one fine morning
My legionary
That we would go away far
Both of us
In some marvellous country
Full of light

He was thin, he was beautiful
He was put under the warm sand
My legionary
There was sun on his forehead
That were putting light in his blond hair

Marie Dubas' version:

Marc & André - At the sign of the Heartless Girl

Original Title: "A l'enseigne de la fille sans coeur"
Text: Jean Villard

Year: 1946

The sky/evening is blue, the open sea wind
digs the sea quite prettily
Toward the harbor climbing to the attack
Galloping its white squadrons
It's an harbor all at the edge of the world
whose streets open on the infinite
But from there as the Earth is round
one can not see the United States.

Noone cares, there is happiness
There is a pub "At Rita the blond"
Noone cares, there is happiness
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!
The accordion plays in major
The refrains of this vast world
There is Rita and her kiss curls
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!

In that small pub, that's where she reigns
One sees her golden mane blaze
Her mouth is like a fruit that bleeds
But people say that her heart is dead
And yet the guys are there, all funny:
The little ones, the tough ones, the hefty fellows
who enter swaying their shoulders
There are some who came from Dakar.

There are some from Antwerp, some from Honfleur
Travelling around sometimes up to the poles
They look at her, it's all their happiness,
But not a single one knows her favors
The accordion plays in major
All the tunes: the sad ones, the funny ones
There is the beautiful blong, that blossoming rose
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!

They loved her even more as she was tough
More her gaze was cruel
Set a hole in their belt
It was hell, it was heaven.
A smile and it was sunday
The boys said: "Drink with us"
They trembled in front of her white hand
pouring rhum and sweet wine.

Beer, coffee, good wines and liquors.
The owner rolled up his sleeves
The money flowed, it was a pleasure
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!
The accordion plays in major
The opening of "The White Lady"
And some guys who gamble their happiness
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!

The owner knew the tune:
He liked the sound of the crowns
He told his only daughter:
"Flee away from love, it's time lost!"
But one evening, the sea was raging
We saw one stranger enter
with beautiful azure eyes without clouds
That's when everything changed

He looked at the heartless heart
She was like a thunder sky
Someone said: "There is trouble"
We could hear the hearts beat
The accordion plays in minor
A song "In the wild wind"
There is a girl, the face covered with tears
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!

He said: "It's you, my divine!"
She answered: "I am yours"
She cried against his chest
He hold her between his arms
The others then full of melancholy
Left with a sigh
The wind sang on the Atlantic Ocean
For that heart that just opened itself

They went off toward their big happiness
The owner had to close the shop
He has been seen drinking all of his liquors
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!
Then the State, that monopolizer,
that never had the sense of comical
Installed the tax collector ofice
At the sign of the Heartless Girl!

Edith Piaf's version (1952):

Barbara's version:

Edith Piaf & Charles Dumont - The lovers...

Original Title: "Les amants"
Year: 1962

When the lovers will hear
This song
It's certain, my beauty,
It's certain
That they will cry...

They will listen to
The love words
That you were saying.
They will hear
Your love voice
When you loved me.
When you believed you loved me
That I loved you, that we were loving one another

When the lovers will hear
this song
It's certain, my beauty, (I love you so much)
It's certain (we love each other so much)
that they will cry... (...way more than before)

I still hear...I hear your laugh
When sometimes I was telling you:
"If one day...
...you did not love me anymore
If one day...
...we did not love one another anymore."
You answered: "It's impossible!"
And you laughed, you laughed.
Well, you see, you should not have laughed.

When the lovers will hear
This song
It's certain, my beauty, (I love you less)
It's certain (you love me less)
That they will cry...(we love each others less)

They will listen to
The love words
That you were saying.
They will hear
Your love voice
When you loved me.
When you believed you loved me
That I loved you, that we were loving one another

When the lovers will hear
This song
It's certain, my beauty, (I do not love you anymore)
It's certain (You do not love me anymore)
That they will cry...(We do not love each other anymore)

Edith Piaf - Francis Blanche - The prisoner of the Tower

Original Title: "Le Prisonnier de la Tour"
Text: Francis Blanche
Year: 1949

The prisoner of the Tower killed himself this morning,
Grandmother, we won't go to mass tomorrow
He threw himself from the Tower
While stretching out his hands to me
Grandmother, it seemed to me that I was sad

If the King knew that, Isabelle
Isabelle, if the King knew that
You'd never be allowed to the lace dress again,
Isabelle, if the King knew that

The prisoner of the Tower was my only friend
Grandmother, we won't go to mass today
He was my only love, the reason of my life
Grandmother, and my youth died with him

If the King knew that, Isabelle
Isabelle, if the King knew that
You'd never be allowed to the lace dress again
Isabelle, if the King knew that

The prisoner of the Tower every evening was waiting for me
Grandmother, we will never ever go to mass again
It's a sin that love is
And the world is a pity
Grandmother, my lover I loved has been killed

If the King knew that, Isabelle
Isabelle if the King knew that
You'd never be allowed to the lace dress again
Isabelle, if the King knew that

The prisoner of the Tower won't have a shroud
And nothing, nothing but a black hole where leaves rushes in
But me, I'll go every day, cry under the linden trees
And nothing, not even the King will stop my mourning

If the King knew that, Isabelle
He couldn't do anything else but to cry with you
Because he loved a beauty who wasn't for a King
And the beauty, Isabelle, was me.