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Original lyrics
Belfast
Elle aurait pu naître ailleurs, courir le vent du large
Façon Long John Silver mais elle a grandi ici
Ici on trinque à l'absence, on s’ennuie derrière le bar
On dit au garçon avec sa guitare qu'il joue un air de danse
Retiens le temps qui s'efface
Rejoue-moi ton air de valse
Comme dans le port de Belfast
Joue-moi une dernière valse
Ici y a pas grand chose à faire
Y a pas la mer mais il paraît
Que la plus p'tite des rivières finit par s'y jeter
Alors elle danse comme une poupée, un bateau qui chavire
Et si elle boit c'est pour oublier son cœur à la dérive
Retiens le temps qui s'efface
Rejoue-moi ton air de valse
Comme dans le port de Belfast
Joue-moi une dernière valse
Elle aurait pu naître ailleurs courir le vent du large
Façon Long John Silver mais elle a grandi ici
Retiens le temps qui s'efface
Rejoue-moi ton air de valse
Comme dans le port de Belfast
Joue-moi une dernière valse
- Long John Silver:
Long John Silver is a fictional character and the main antagonist in the novel Treasure Island (1883) by Robert Louis Stevenson. The most colourful and complex character in the book, he continues to appear in popular culture. His missing leg and parrot, in particular, have greatly contributed to the image of the pirate in popular culture. (More: Wikipedia)
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Geheiligt on 2017-02-05
Geheiligt on 2017-02-05Last edited by Geheiligt on 2017-03-04
Geheiligt on 2017-03-04Translation
Belfast
She could have been born somewhere else, coursing along the onshore wind
Long John Silver's way but she grew up here
Here, they clink glasses to absence, they get bored behind the bar
The lad with his guitar is told to play some dance tune
Remember the time that is fading away
Play me your air of waltz again
Just like at Belfast's harbour
Play me a last waltz
Here, there is not much to do
There is no sea but it seems
That the smallest river ends up jumping there
So, she dances just like a doll, a boat that is rolling
And it is for forgetting her drifting heart that she is drinks
Remember the time that is fading away
Play me your air of waltz again
Just like at Belfast's harbour
Play me a last waltz
She could have been born somewhere else, coursing along the onshore wind
Long John Silver's way but she grew up here
Remember the time that is fading away
Play me your air of waltz again
Just like at Belfast's harbour
Play me a last waltz
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Submitted by 
Theagnach_dh on 2019-02-23
Theagnach_dh on 2019-02-23Added in reply to request by 
Zarina01
Zarina01 The author of translation requested proofreading.
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