Chanson du Jour: Barbara “Une Petite Cantate”

Un Petit Cantata is a song written by Barbara in tribute to pianist Liliane Benelli and published in 1965 on the album Le Mal de vivre.

Lyrics

Une petite cantate
Du bout des doigts
Obsédante et maladroite
Monte vers toi
Une petite cantate
Que nous jouions autrefois
Seule, je la joue, maladroite
Si, mi, la, ré, sol, do, fa

Cette petite cantate
Fa, sol, do, fa
N’était pas si maladroite
Quand c’était toi
Les notes couraient faciles
Heureuses au bout de tes doigts
Moi, j’étais là, malhabile
Si, mi, la, ré, sol, do, fa

Mais tu est partie, fragile
Vers l’au-delà
Et je reste, malhabile
Fa, sol, do, fa
Je te revois souriante
Assise à ce piano-là
Disant “Bon, je joue, toi chante
Chante, chante-la pour moi”
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa

Oh mon amie, oh ma douce
Oh ma si petite à moi
Mon Dieu qu’elle est difficile
Cette cantate sans toi

Une petite prière
La, la, la, la
Avec mon cœur pour la faire
Et mes dix doigts
Une petite cantate
Mais sans un signe de croix
Quelle offense, Dieu le père
Il me le pardonnera
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa

Les anges, avec leur trompette
La jouerons, jouerons pour toi
Cette petite cantate
Qui monte vers toi
Cette petite cantate
Qui monte vers toi
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, mi, la, ré
Si, sol, do, fa…

English Translation

A little cantata
A little cantata
obsessive and clumsy


climbs towards you
from the tip of my fingers.
A little cantata
like the ones we played in the olden days,
Now I alone play her clumsily
si mi la re sol do fa.

This little cantata
fa sol do fa
wasn’t so clumsy
when you played it
the notes flowed at ease,
happy at your fingertips.
But I remained there helplessly
si mi la re sol do fa.

But you left fragile
to the beyond
and I remain helpless
fa sol do fa.
I see you again smiling
seated at that piano there
saying: “Well, I’ll play, you sing.
Sing, sing it for me.”

Si mi la re si mi la re si sol do fa.
Si mi la re si mi la re si sol do fa.

Oh my friend,
oh my sweetheart,
oh my littlest thing
My God how difficult it is
to play this cantata without you.

A little prayer la la la,
with my heart to make it
and my ten fingers.
A little prayer
but without the sign of the cross,
such an offense to God the Father,
he will forgive me.

Si mi la re si mi la re
si sol do fa.
Si mi la re si mi la re
si sol do fa.
The angels with their trumpets
shall play it, they shall play it for you,
this little cantata
that we once played in the olden days.
The angels with their trumpets
shall play it, they shall play it for you,
this little cantata,
which climbs towards you,
this little cantata,
which climbs towards you.

Si mi la re si mi la re
si sol do fa.
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