Bon Anniversaire
Charles Aznavour
Happy Birthday
I put on my new suit, my tight shoes
And I've been ready for quite some time
Tonight is important, because it's the anniversary
Of the day happiness dressed you in white
But I feel you nervous on the verge of anger
So I say nothing, better to be cautious
If I said a word, your damn character
Would send me packing and we'd lose time
It's a quarter past eight and you're waiting for the dress
That was supposed to be delivered this morning at the latest
To top it off, your hair is misbehaving with the comb
Everything seems to conspire to make us late
If things continue like this, the evening at the theater
And the trendy author, we'll have to mourn
Farewell to Anouilh's play, Anouilh or maybe Sartre
I'm not quite sure, but I have two good seats
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday!
Your dress has arrived, finally you breathe
To save time, I help you as best I can
Everything seems to be working out but suddenly it's the worst
The zipper stops and gets stuck in the middle
We both get frustrated, we push and then pull
We get our fingers tangled, we put so much effort
That with a horrible noise, the fabric tears
And I see your hopes turn into tears
Around eleven o'clock, you're finally ready
But by the time we arrive, the theater is closed
Come, come, we'll have supper just the two of us
No, your heart is heavy, no, you prefer to go back
Through the streets slowly we walk in silence
You smile, I kiss you, and you smile again
The evening is ruined but we're lucky
Because we love each other, love is the strongest
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday!
Happy birthday!