LA BALLADE D'ANN FRANK

"Ballad of Ann FRANK". Une adaptation française personnelle de cette oeuvre poignante composée par Johnny McEVOY. J'ai essayé de respecter l'esprit du texte original et la musique. 

LA BALLADE D'ANN FRANK

Music and lyrics by Johnny McEvoy

Texte français par Roland FOLIO 

What did you dream my love my love, that woke you from your sleep

I dreamt I saw the soldiers, again march up ou street
I saw them in their un]forms and their boots of shinny leather
And I knew when they came to my front door the day would go no farther

And the wind blows cold from the Zider Zee and Amsterdam is weeping
But Vincent's tears can't wash away the shame that we are feeling

And what did you dream my love my love that keeps you now from sleeping

I heard the soldiers on the stairs, in foreign tongues they're speaking
And they took me to the railway yard where the carriages were waiting
For on their sleeve was a crooked cross, on my heart was the star of David

What did you dream my love my love, there are tears upon your pillow
I saw the chimney's in the east and the black smoke from them billows
And it slowly swept across the land til it covered ever nation
But no one heard my lonesome cry or came to my salvation

So sleep my love it's over now, it's time that you were leaving
The morning stars are fading fast, there's no more time for dreamin'
For the sun will warm the earth again and dry up all the sorrow
The flowers that faded yesterday will bloom again tomorrow