Jacques Prevert

(4 February 1900 – 11 April 1977 / Neuilly-sur-Seine)

Déjeuner du matin


Il a mis le café
Dans la tasse
Il a mis le lait
Dans la tasse de café
Il a mis le sucre
Dans le café au lait
Avec la petite cuiller
Il a tourné
Il a bu le café au lait
Et il a reposé la tasse
Sans me parler
Il a allumé
Une cigarette
Il a fait des ronds
Avec la fumée
Il a mis les cendres
Dans le cendrier
Sans me parler
Sans me regarder
Il s'est levé
Il a mis
Son chapeau sur sa tête
Il a mis
Son manteau de pluie
Parce qu'il pleuvait
Et il est parti
Sous la pluie
Sans une parole
Sans me regarder
Et moi j'ai pris
Ma tête dans ma main
Et j'ai pleuré.

Submitted: Sunday, May 06, 2012

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  • Sasha Julia (7/22/2013 11:56:00 PM)

    Just a translation for you guys, if you want it. It doesn't sound as good in English as it does in French:
    His put the coffee
    In the cup
    He put milk
    In the cup with the coffee
    He put the sugar
    In the café au lait,
    With the little spoon
    He stirred it
    He drank the café au lait
    And he returned the cup
    Without talking
    Hit lit
    One cigarette
    He made rings
    With the smoke
    He put the ashes
    In the ashtray
    Without talking
    Without a look
    He got up
    He put
    His hat on his head
    He put on
    His raincoat
    Because it was raining
    And he left
    In the rain
    Without a word
    Without a look
    And me, I put
    My head in my hands
    And I cried (Report) Reply

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