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Pogues lyrics : "Amadie"

Voici une histoire
D'un homme cajun
Amadie adouin

Etat son nom
Avec sa guitare
Et avec sa voix

Amadie adouin
Etait le roi


Here is the story
Of a cajun man
Amadie adouin

Was his name
With his guitar
And his voice

Amadie adouin
Was the king


In a town seperated by railroad tracks
When one side's white the other side must be black


La sueur brulait
Dans ses yeux
Les blancs ont crie

N' arrete pas
Quand amadie pouvait
Plus jouer

Il demandait a celine
Son mouchoir


(the sweat burnt
In his eyes
The whites shouted

Don't stop
When amadie couldn't
Play anymore

He asked to celine
His handerchief)


Black were the tears amadie adouin cried
Tears a white handkerchief just could not hide


Les bois d'arcadia
Ils sont morts
Au fond de la terre

Amadie s'endort
Mais si vous voulez
Ecouter sa voix

Demande aux ricains
De la chercher d'en bas


(the forest of arcadia
Is dead
Deep under the ground

Amadie falls asleep
But if you want to listen
To his voice

Ask the yanks
To look for it from the bottom)


They ran right over amadie's vocal cords
Good old boys in a good ol' model t ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track

To the other side and he won't be coming back

They ran right over amadie's vocal cords

Those good old boys in a good old model t ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back

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