Jacques Brel - Bruxelles - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This was in the times when Brussels dreamed, in the times of silent films, in the times when Brussels sang, in the times when Brussels was Brussels.

Showcases on Brucker Square, with gentlemen and ladies in crinolines. An omnibus walked around Brooker Square, in which sat ladies and gentlemen in hats. And on the imperial, with his head resting on the stars, sat my grandfather and my grandmother. He was a military man, she was an employee. He didn't think at all, she didn't think about anything. And you would also like me to grow up to be a cunning person.

Gentlemen and ladies in crinolines danced on the cobblestones of St. Catherine's Square. Omnibuses, in which sat ladies and gentlemen in hats, danced along the paving stones. And on the imperial, with their heads resting on the stars, sat my grandfather and my grandmother. He knew how to get down to business, and she let him do whatever he wanted. So the two of them did it, and you still want me to grow up serious.

Under the lamps of Place Saint-Justine, gentlemen and ladies in crinolines sang. Omnibuses, in which sat ladies and gentlemen in hats, danced under the street lamps. And on the imperial, with his head resting on the stars, sat my grandfather and my grandmother. He was waiting for the war, and she was waiting for my dad. They were having fun like gallows, and you still want me to grow up to be an optimist.