“Le cancre Il dit non avec la tête Mais il dit oui avec le coeur Il dit oui à ce qu'il aime Il dit non au professeur Il est debout On le questionne Et tous les problèmes sont posés Soudain le fou rire le prend Et il efface tout Les chiffres et les mots Les dates et les noms Les phrases et les pièges Et malgré les menaces du maître Sous les huées des enfants prodiges Avec des craies de toutes les couleurs Sur le tableau noir du malheur Il dessine le visage du bonheur” SchoolPoems Book:Paroles Source: Paroles
“Jacques Prévert (1900–77) The Message The door that someone opened The door that someone closed The chair on which someone sat The cat that someone petted The fruit that someone bit into The letter that someone read The chair that someone tipped over The door that someone opened The road that someone ran down The woods that someone crossed The river in which someone jumped The hospital where someone died. (с. 1950) Translated by Terry Lajtha” LifePoetrySadnessSolitude Author:Jacques Prévert
“Pater noster Our Father who art in heaven Stay there And we'll stay here on earth Which is sometimes so pretty With its mysteries of New York And its mysteries of Paris At least as good as that of the Trinity With its little canal at Ourcq Its great wall of China Its river at Morlaix Its candy canes With its Pacific Ocean And its two basins in the Tuileries With its good children and bad people With all the wonders of the world Which are here Simply on the earth Offered to everyone Strewn about Wondering at the wonder of themselves And daring not avow it As a naked pretty girl dares not show herself With the world's outrageous misfortunes Which are legion With legionaries With torturers With the masters of this world The masters with their priests their traitors and their troops With the seasons With the years With the pretty girls and with the old bastards With the straw of misery rotting in the steel of cannons.” Poetry Author:Jacques Prévert
“Le malheur avait mis les habits du mensonge Ils étaient d’un beau rouge couleur du sang du cœur Mais son cœur à lui était gris Penché sur la margelle il me chantait l’amour Sa voix grinçait comme la poulie Et moi dans mon costume de vérité je me taisais et je riais et je dansais au fond du puits Et sur l’eau qui riait aussi la lune brillait contre le malheur la lune se moquait de lui.” PoemChanson Author:Jacques Prévert
“Our Father who art in heaven Stay there And we’ll stay here on earth” HumansGodPoetryReligionHumanityPoem Author:Jacques Prévert
“Vous crois au bonheur?" "Oui. Quand je vous regardes.” LoveHappinessLove QuotesConnectionAmour Author:Jacques Prévert
“Les rêves, la vie, c’est pareil! Ou alors ça vaut pas la peine de vivre.” LifeDreamsLivingVieVivreRêvesVivre Bien Book:LES ENFANTS DU PARADIS Source: LES ENFANTS DU PARADIS