Pour Faire Une Jam

Some evenings when I'm bored
I know a spot in Paris
Where friends gather
To have a jam

Each taking their instrument
Be it string or wind
Let their temperament speak
To have a jam

Since I'm not a musician
But I really love it
I keep the rhythm by clapping my hands and singing
Ta ba da ba da ba da ba da

Because when we're in this atmosphere
Words don't matter
The main thing is to groove
To have a jam

In the blink of an eye
We lose track of place and time
And forget our troubles
To have a jam

It's time, time for improvisation
Solos and quotes
Because we give ourselves passionately
To have a jam

Our elders don't find it normal
These bursts of joy
But really, what harm is there in singing
Ta ba da ba da ba da ba da

In rolled-up sleeves because it's hot
We give it our all, eyes half-closed
Because the hotter it gets, the better it is
To have a jam

Our sorrows, joys, intoxications
Dances and rhythms recognize each other
It takes the faith of youth
To have a jam

The drums roll, the bass cracks
The piano sings, the brass attack
From all sides, the notes snap
To have a jam

When you have jazz in your blood
And down to your fingertips
And you're fully into it, you sing
Ta ba da ba da ba da ba da

At dawn, on the sidewalk
With tired faces, pale complexions
As if reluctantly we part
Saying to each other, filled with hope
See you guys one of these nights
To have a jam