The World According to Jacques Brel # 6 - Vesoul

 

A Brel song not explicitly about death. Vesoul is in the East of France. 'The Nice of the East'. A song about a restless, bohemian relationship. The kind we'd all probably secretly like to have but probably couldn't cope with. I assume that the Dutronc he mentions is the great Jacques Dutronc. There's also Baudelaire. Not bad!

 

Vesoul

 

You wanted to see Vierzon
And we saw Vierzon
You wanted to see Vesoul
And we saw Vesoul,
You wanted to see Honfleur
And we saw Honfleur,
You wanted to see Hamburg
And we saw Hamburg,
I wanted to see Anvers
And we saw again Hamburg
I wanted to see your sister
And we saw your mother
Like always

You no longer liked Vierzon
And we left Vierzon,
You no longer liked Vesoul
And we left Vesoul,
You no longer liked Honfleur
And we left Honfleur,
You no longer liked Hamburg
And we left Hamburg,
You wanted to see Anvers
And we only saw its suburbs,
You no longer loved your mother
And we left her sister
Like always

And I am telling you,
I will no longer go that far,
But I'm warning you,
I will not go to Paris.
Anyways I hate
All the mainstream music,
The musette waltz
And the accordion
You wanted to see Paris
And we saw Paris,
You wanted to see Dutronc
And we saw Dutronc,
I wanted to see your sister,
I saw Mount Valérien,
You wanted to see Hortense,
She was in the Cantal
I wanted to see Byzance
And we saw Pigalle
To the train station of Saint-Lazare,
I saw the "Flowers of Evil"
By pure random

You no longer liked Paris
And we left Paris
You no longer liked Dutronc
And we left Dutronc,
Now I confused your sister and Mount Valérien
What I know about Hortense,
I will no longer go in the Cantal
And too bad for Byzance
Since I saw Pigalle,
And the train station of Saint-Lazare
It's expensive and it hurts
Randomly

And I tell it to you again power up Marcel
I will not go that far
But I'm warning you Haikai
The trip is over
Anyways I hate
All the mainstream music,
The musette waltz
And the accordion

You wanted to see Vierzon
And we saw Vierzon
You wanted to see Vesoul
And we saw Vesoul,
You wanted to see Honfleur
And we saw Honfleur,
You wanted to see Hamburg
And we saw Hamburg,
I wanted to see Anvers
And we saw again Hamburg
I wanted to see your sister
And we saw your mother
Like always

You no longer liked Vierzon
And we left Vierzon...power up...power up
You no longer liked Vesoul
And we left Vesoul,
You no longer liked Honfleur
And we left Honfleur,
You no longer like Hamburg
And we left Hamburg,
You wanted to see Anvers
And we only saw its suburbs,
You no longer loved your mother
And we left her sister
Like always...power up boys

But but I'm repeating it again...Kaï
I will no longer go that far,
But I'm warning you,
I will not go to Paris.
Anyways I hate
All the mainstream music,
The musette waltz
And the accordion
You wanted to see Paris
And we saw Paris,
You wanted to see Dutronc
And we saw Dutronc,
I wanted to see your sister,
I saw Mount Valérien,
You wanted to see Hortense,
She was in the Cantal
I wanted to see Byzance
And we saw Pigalle
To the train station of Saint-Lazare,
I saw the "Flowers of Evil"
By pure random

 

Jacques Brel