The Lost Canadian — текст песни (Leonard Cohen)

A wandering canadian,

Banned from his hearths,

Travelled while crying

Travelled while crying

In foreign lands.



One day, sad and pensive,

Sitting by the flowing waters,

To the fleeing current

He addressed these words:

To the fleeing current

He addressed these words:



"if you see my country,

My unhappy country,

Go tell my friends

That I remember them.

Go tell my friends

That I remember them.



O days so full of charms,

You have vanished...

And my native land, alas!

I will see it no more.

And my native land, alas!

I will see it no more.





Un canadien errant



Un canadien errant

Banni de ses foyers,

Parcourait en pleurant

Des pays etrangers.

Parcourait en pleurant

Des pays etrangers.



Un jour, triste et pensif,

Assis au bord des flots,

Au courant fugitif

Il adressa ces mots:

Au courant fugitif

Il adressa ces mots:



"si tu vois mon pays,

Mon pays malheureux,

Va dire a mes amis

Que je me souviens deux.

Va dire a mes amis

Que je me souviens deux.



O jours si pleins dappas,

Vous etes disparus...

Et ma patrie, helas!

Je ne la verrai plus.

Et ma patrie, helas!

Je ne la verrai plus.