Joe Dassin - Le chemin de papa English Translation by Genius English Translations Lyrics
He was a bit of a poet and a bit of a vagabond
He'd never known a home or a boss
He came from who knows where and went to the winds
But there in his trailer were ten of us children
And in the evening, around a campfire
We'd dream of a white house, singing
How long, how far, your road is papa!
How weary we grow, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood
But he didn't listen and starting early
The family took up the long road again
Hardly enough time for mama to wash her blouse
And there we were, leaving again for a new Promised Land
And in the evening, around a campfire
She dreamed of a white house, singing
How long, how far, your road is papa!
I grow weary, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood
And that way, bumping along the seasons
That way, peering beyond the horizon
Without even noticing it, our father planted us
Like grains of wheat in the four corners of the earth
And somewhere on the edge of the universe
That old trailer is still rolling along
How long, how far, your road is papa!
It's a weary path, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood
He'd never known a home or a boss
He came from who knows where and went to the winds
But there in his trailer were ten of us children
And in the evening, around a campfire
We'd dream of a white house, singing
How long, how far, your road is papa!
How weary we grow, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood
But he didn't listen and starting early
The family took up the long road again
Hardly enough time for mama to wash her blouse
And there we were, leaving again for a new Promised Land
And in the evening, around a campfire
She dreamed of a white house, singing
How long, how far, your road is papa!
I grow weary, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood
And that way, bumping along the seasons
That way, peering beyond the horizon
Without even noticing it, our father planted us
Like grains of wheat in the four corners of the earth
And somewhere on the edge of the universe
That old trailer is still rolling along
How long, how far, your road is papa!
It's a weary path, going where you go
How long, how far, your road is papa!
You should stop here in this neighborhood