On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Me l'a dit ce matin
A l'aurore je suis née
Baptisée de rosée
Je me suis épanouie
Heureuse et amoureuse
Aux rayons du soleil
Me suis fermée la nuit
Me suis réveillée vieille
Pourtant j'étais très belle
Oui j'étais la plus belle
Des fleurs de ton jardin
On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Me l'a dit ce matin
Vois le dieu qui m'a faite
Me fait courber la tête
Et je sens que je tombe
Et je sens que je tombe
Mon cœur est presque nu
J'ai le pied dans la tombe
Déjà je ne suis plus
Tu m'admirais hier
Et je serai poussière
Pour toujours demain.
On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Est morte ce matin
La lune cette nuit
A veillé mon amie
Moi en rêve j'ai vu
Eblouissante et nue
Son âme qui dansait
Bien au-delà des nues
Et qui me souriait
Crois celui qui peut croire
Moi, j'ai besoin d'espoir
Sinon je ne suis rien
Ou bien si peu de chose
C'est mon amie la rose
Qui l'a dit hier matin
Chorus 1:
We are truly insignificant
And that's what my friend the rose
Told me this morning
Verse 1:
I was born at dawn
Baptised in dew
I blossomed
In the rays of the sun
Happy and in love
I closed my petals at night
And when I awoke I was old.
Yet I had been beautiful
Yes, I was the most beautiful
Of all the flowers in your garden
Chorus 1
Verse 2
See, the God that made me
Now makes me bow my head
And I feel I'm falling
And I feel I'm falling
My heart is almost bare
I have a foot in my grave
Already I am nothing
You admired me only yesterday
And I shall be dust
Forever, tomorrow
Chorus 2:
We are truly insignificant
And my friend the rose
Died this morning
Verse 3
Last night the moon
Kept vigil over my friend
And in a dream I saw
Her soul, dancing
Dazzling and naked,
Above the heavens,
Smiling on me.
Let those who can, believe
But I need Hope
Or else I am nothing
repeat chorus & verse 2
BOB AZZAM (given name Waddie George Azzam) was a singer and orchestra leader of Palestinian origin. He was born in Nazareth, Palestine on October 24, 1925, grew up in Egypt (Alexandria,Egypt?), and he died in Monaco on July 24, 2004. He witnessed a great success in France in the beginning of the 1960s. Bob Azzam had a passion for art, a degree in electronic engineering, and has been regarded as the man behind the chamber of echoes "Hors-studio" or "off-studio". Bob Azzam began his career in Italy in the late 1950s, with his band, singing in Italian and in English. In 1960, he released two songs in France that clearly had the influence of arabic and oriental music, these were: Mustafa « Chérie je t'aime, chérie je t'adore, Como la salsa de pomodoro" and "Fais-moi du couscous, chérie". The same year, he received the Grand Prix du Disque for the song Viens à Juan les Pins. Thus, he records many of the 45 rpm discs. After this era, his success began to decline. However, Bob Azzam continued his career by touring with his orchestra, and finally opened his own night club in Geneva. Jonathan Richman, Rachid Taha and most recently La Bande à Basile have all made covers for the songs "Mustafa" and "Fais-moi du couscous, chérie". Bob Azzam & Miny Gérard, chant. Giorgio Susa, saxo ténor, flûte. Jack Sewing, basse. Hans Felka, piano. Gio Roselli, batterie. Helmer Olesen, vibraphone, trompette.
ay queate ay queate con Dios burrita cana que treinta reales me costaste que la primera que la primera carguita de agua los cantaritos tu me quebrastes y ven aquí sientate al sol ven aquí sientate al sol que más vale este calorcito que las palabras de este lacro ven aquí sientate al sol
entrañas me publicastes ay entrañitas me publicastes despues que hicistes el hierro ay entrañitas me publicastes te echastes en la faldiguera las ganancias que tu sacastes al pasar por la calle nueva una vaquita a mi me agarró al pasar por la calle nueva una vaquita a mi me agarró por echarle la capa a la vaca la capa la vaca me la desgarró de tanto tragar esquinas gitana te lleva el aire al revolver de una esquina gitana te lleva el aire al revolver de una esquina
si quieres que yo te quiera ha de ser con condición que lo tuyo ha de ser mío y lo mío tuyo no si quieres que yo te quiera ha de ser con condición que lo tuyo ha de ser mío y lo mío tuyo no lere, lere, ...
al escucharlo tembló un sabio me leyó el signo y al escucharlo primita tembló que cosas no me diría que aborrecí tu querer aborrecí yo tu querer tanto como te quería tu pare y tu mare consejos me dan pa que yo no te camele cada día te quiero más
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ay queate ay queate with God donkey cana that cost me thirty reals the first that the first water carguita the jugs your quebrastes me Come here and sit in the sun Come here sit in the sun it's better this warmth that the words of this hardened Come here sit in the sun
I publicastes bowels ay me publicastes entrañitas after that you did the iron ay me publicastes entrañitas I threw in the faldiguera your earnings sacastes passing through New Street a cow to me grabbed me passing through New Street a cow to me grabbed me to throw the cow layer layer tore me cow both corners of swallowing Gypsy brings you the air to turn a corner Gypsy brings you the air to turn a corner
if you want me to love you it must be on condition that yours has to be mine mine and not yours if you want me to love you it must be on condition that yours has to be mine mine and not yours Lere Lere, ...
trembled to hear wise the sign read me and listening cousin shook that things would not tell me they hated your love I hated your love as much as you want your stand and your mare give me advice I do not pa camel I love you more each day
