Les juifs (C'est pas qu'on n' les aime pas)

First, they have a nose
A nose, a funny nose
And then, a name, a name,
A funny name

They have like an accent
Yes, that's it, an accent
A funny accent that sounds...
How to say... not French

It's said they have money
Oh yes, a lot of money
How did they earn it?
Surely not honestly
They are always together,
What are they plotting together?

And the gossips say
"It's not that we don't like them, but"
"It's not that we don't like them, but"

By the way... what about Christ?
Let's not forget Christ!
Between Barabbas and him,
Which one did they choose?
It's true that in two thousand years
We had all the time
To crucify him again...
Yes, but that was after

It's true they paid,
That they were made to pay
A bit too much... but we
We weren't involved
We didn't want to
We didn't know

And all the good people say
"It's not that we don't like them, but"
"It's not that we don't like them, but"

But what... it's the past
The past... rehashed...
Why? for gossip
Or what?... a few words
On the walls of a subway
The door of a restroom...
There really isn't
Anything to make a fuss about

They are at home, okay,
The others too. So
It can last a long time
Yes, but in the meantime
Who will pay the bill?

And at Café Dupont
The belote players say
"It's not that we don't like them, but"
"It's not that we don't like them, but"

But I wonder
Why always this "but"?
But I ask you
When will this stop!
They have well deserved
To finally have peace
And to be told, like
To all men:
Shalom! Shalom! Shalom!