BRASSENS "La rosa, la botella y el apretón de manos" (Subtitulado)
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- Опубликовано: 22 фев 2013
- Presentación (instrumental) y primer tema:
¨La rosa, la botella y el apretón de manos¨
En vivo, Bobino 1969
Adaptación (versión libre): Kozmic 
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Gracias maestro
Le vérité est éternelle ... comme l'oeuvre de Georges Brassens. Et modeste, timide, touchant dans son attitude tout autant que son talent.
Encontrar esto en RUclips, es una joya, un verdadero tesoro.
George Brassens, un extraordinario artista! Felicitaciones por subir esto!
Quel plaisir d'entendre ces applaudissements et la belle simplicité de Georges Brassens! Merci kozmic2007
Gracias por estas joyas
Tu es un génie Georges!!! Merci merci mille fois!!!!
Brassens es unico
Je n'avais jamais écouté cette chanson de Brassens
Je revis ces géniaux instants si précieux
un genio
Il est une version avec un joli diaporama ... fleurs , mais aussi peintures ...
Et constatez le respect des gens lorsqu'il oubli les paroles de sa chanson à 4'30. Aujourd'hui on aurait entendu des gens chambrer dans la salle. Ici pas mot ! Et il en sourit en se cachant ! Magique
Lo peor es que ahora estamos peor o igual en esos aspectos.
Agradezco a Javier krahe el que ahora este escuchando a george
le plus grand génie de la chanson française
You never know nor expect.😅
Un crá
j'étais là
première partie: Pierre Richard, Victor Lanoux, Daniel Laloux
Veinard...
Année 80
~~~~ The Rose, the Bottle and the Handshake ~~~~
This fair rose had fallen out from 🌹
The wreath that a senile vet'ran
Carried to the war memorial;
As all the peeps were raising their
Eyes to see the colors raised
I picked it up without remorse ...
And I resumed my route and went seek as I wished,
At random, hoping luck, a bodice to flourish
For that is for sure one of the worst perversions
To keep selfish a rose just for you all alone
The first lady whom I approached
Turned off her head with lotsa scorn
The second one who ran away
Still shouts "help!" probably today
If the third gave me, seeing the rose
An umbrella blow on the nose
The fourth one, that was way nastier
Set out to find an officer
Because, today, that's a nonsense
Without being fishy you can't
Go and bloom a lovely stranger
We never cease falling deeper
And this poor little bud of rose
Has gone and bloom the buttonhole
Of a dog of a constable
How miserable!
That bottle had fallen O gosh 🍾
From the cassock of an abbot
Dead drunk and coming out of mass
First class bottle of a fine wine
A vintage one, blessed and divine
I picked it up without remorse ...
And I resumed my route looking for, full of hope
For helping me down it, a brave and dry throat
For for sure that's one of the worst perversions
To keep selfish a blessed wine for you all alone
The first of them turned off my glass
Leering at me with a stern eye
The second one told me, mocking,
To go elsewhere for fermenting
If the third, going ballistic,
Threw the nectar at my nostrills
The fourth, way more of a villain
Set out to find a policeman
Because, today, that is nonsense
Without being shady, you can't
Toast with a quidam you don't know
We have fallen so low, so low
And with the bottle of fine wine
a Vintage one, blessed and divine
The cops gladly wet their whistle
A true scandal!
That poor little shake of the hand 🤝
Lay there forgotten on the land
By two old friends angry, divorced;
Looking somewhat disconcerted
It was left there down in the ditch
I picked it up with no remorse ...
And I resumed my route with the full intention
To get passed-again the virile effusion
For for sure that's one of the worst perversions
To just keep a handshake for yourself all alone.
The first told me to “Just clear off !”
" I’d be scared of soiling my gloves.”
The second piously gave me
(by the way fake) fifty pennies
If as an uncough oaf the third
Spat into the hand I proffered,
The fourth one, way nastier man,
Went off to get a policeman.
For, nowadays it’s ludicrous
You can't sans being a weirdo
Exchange handshakes with pure strangers
We have fallen so low, so low.
And thus the poor shake of the hand,
Victim of a fate inhuman,
Sadly went finish its life-span
To the impound...
Georges Brassens (transcript. Fabrice)
🌹🍾🤝
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JE SUIS ÉPATÉE, PAR LE RETOUR DE MES ANALYSES , SUR LA SOCIÉTÉS , LES MONDE, ECT ECT ECT ECT LUMIÈRE UNIVERSELLE SPIRITUELLE ET DIVINE D'OÙ VIENT TOUTES CHOSES. LUMIÈRE MAUVE UNIVERSELLE
pues tu no habías cruzado conmigo corazón
unas flores bonitas mira si va a ser cosa de andar preguntando
o complicando
me las ofreces
las agarró!
2020 .avenir saccagé, société démembrée et la poignée de mains jetée dans le panier ... on est tombé bien bas, bien bas !
tengo una pregunta para vosotros, amigos espanoles : que significa Brassens para vosotros ?
Una referencia musical, poetica, cultural, francesa y libre. Alguien entrañable que puso humor a la rebeldia en un momento duro de nuestra historia. Y ese "oncle" respetable por todos en mi casa, aunque cada uno llevara su guerra...