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ENGLISH (US) ADAPTATIONS

 

Le Gorille (1953) 

Georges Brassens 
Renaud
Pierre Richard 

Eduardo Peralta (Spanish-Chile) 

Joaquin Carbonell (Spanish) 

Alexandre Avanessov (Russian) 
Fabrizio de André (Italian) 
Tord Henriksson (Swedish) 

La mauvaise réputation (1953)

Georges Brassens 
Sinsemilia 
Georges Brassens ( Spanish) 
Paco Ibáñez (Spanish) 
Jacques Muñoz (Spanish) 
Anje Duhalde (Basque) 
Dimitris Bogdis (Greek) 
Alexandre Avanessov (Russian) 

AS : Goddamn Gorilla !
(adapt. William Hinshaw – Didier Agid)

Peeping through the cast-iron gate
Many a girl of the neighborhood
Examined a powerful ape
Without hope, 'twill be understood.
Brazenly with no shame each maid
Ogled even a certain spot
Which, with vigor, my ma me forbade
To reveal here , therefore I cannot.

Gawd a Gorilla !

All at once, the priSON, well-closed,
Where the glorious animal dwelled
Opened; don’t know why (I suppose
They didn't lock the door so well).
And, eschewing mendacity
"Today's the day I'll it lose!"
The ape referred to his chastity,
You'll divine, if you're not parvenus.

Gawd a Gorilla !

The zoo master, irresolute
Cried in distress, invoked God’s name
"I'm stupefied, for the big brute
Has never even known a dame."
As soon as all the female crew
Learned the innocence of the stodge
Far from tempting the ingenue
They got the hell out of Dodge!

Gawd a Gorilla !

The very same gals that, hereto
Wolfed him down whole with their glance
Fled, proving they had not a clue
How great can be such a romance.
Fatal error, we should insist
For a gorilla's ziggurat
Can better a man's in the lists.
Many a girl will tell you that.

Gawd a Gorilla !

Everyone dashes pell-mell
From the reach of the ape in heat
Save a certain wrinkled old belle
And a young judge dressed for his seat.
Seeing all retire from the field
The quadrumane chartered his shag
By the flapping gowns that revealed
The magistrate and the old hag.

Gawd a Gorilla !

"Bah, whispered the hundred-year-old,
Somebody would still desire me
That would be worth silver and gold
And too much to wish for, you see!"
Hizhonor considered calmly:
"To believe I am a she-monk
 He'd have to be quite balmy"...
An idea the facts will debunk.

Gawd a Gorilla !

Now suppose one of your genera
Like this poor beast were compelled to
Violate a judge or a grandma,
Which would he choose here to do?
If a likewise election,
One of these days should be mine,
It is, I'm sure, the direction
Of the dame I'll take every time.

Gawd a Gorilla !

But, sadly, if the big primate
In the game of love's worth his toll.
It seems he's indiscriminate
Both in his taste and with his soul.
Now, instead of choosing the gal's robe
As would anyone else but he,
He seized the judge by the earlobe
And dragged him into the maquis

Gawd a Gorilla !

The rest would be more than jolly.
Alas, it is not here for me
To tell and believe me I’m sorry
I’m sure it would give you much glee.
For the judge, at the Moment of Truth
Called "Mama!", shed many tears, and cried
Like the man this day he had ruth-
lessly sent off to the Chair to be fried!

Gawd a Gorilla !


 

 

AS : The Bad Reputation
(adapt. William Hinshaw – Didier Agid)

'Round here, with no exaggeration
I have a bad reputation.
Stayin’ dum’ or trying my best
They’d just want me under arrest
Ain't doing no harm, not picking a bone
Going round in my own way all alone:
But those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different path, you see.
No, those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different  path, you see..
They slander me most every day,
Except the mutes needless to say !

When the Fourth Day comes in July,
Inside'n my cosy bed I lie
The music that struts by in time
I disregard, it isn’t mine.
Ain't doing no harm, not picking a bone
With my disrespect towards the clarion sound.
But those folks  they sure don’t like me
Follow a different path, you see.
No, those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different path, you see..
Everyone points a finger my way,
Except the handless, needless to say !

When a luckless thief does me pass
With a redneck on his ass,
I stick out a foot. Is it a sin,
The redneck plows the earth with his chin?
Ain't doing no harm, not picking a bone
Givin’ a hand to poor apple thieves on the run.
But those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different path, you see.
No, those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different  path, you see..
All these types hurl themselves my way
Except the legless, needless to say !

No need to be  Jeremiah
To divine the fate for this pariah
If they find a rope to suit their taste
They’ll pass it ‘round my neck with haste.
Ain't doing no harm, not picking a bone
Wandering on roads far away from old Rome,
But those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different path, you see.
No, those folks they sure don’t like me
Follow a different  path, you see..
They’ll see me sway from a dogwood,
Except the blind, well understood !
 

 

 

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