Monty Python — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Cheese Shop
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Paroles
Good Morning
Morning, sir
Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium
Ah, thank you, my good man
What can I do for you, sir?
Well, I was sitting in the public library
On Thurmon Street just now
Skimming through Rogue Herrys by Hugh Walpole
And I suddenly came over all peckish
Peckish, sir?
Esuriant
Eh
'Ee, ah wor 'ungry-loike
Ah, hungry
In a nutshell, and I thought
To myself, A little fermented curd will do the trick
So I curtailed my Walpoling activites
Sallied forth and infiltrated your place
Of purveyance to negotiate the vending
Of some cheesy comestibles
Come again
I want to buy some cheese
Oh, I thought you were complaining
About the bazouki player
Oh, heaven forbid, I am one who delights
In all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse
Sorry?
'Ooo, ah lahk a nice tuune, 'yer forced too
So he can go on playing, can he Most certainly, now then
Some cheese please, my good man
Certainly, sir, what would you like?
Well, eh, how about a little red Leicester?
I’m afraid we’re fresh out of red Leicester, sir
Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit?
I’m afraid we never have that at the end of the week
Sir, we get it fresh on Monday
Tish tish, no matter, well stout yeoman
Four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please
Ah, it’s been on order, sir, for two weeks
Was expecting it this morning
T’s not my lucky day, is it, aah, Bel Paese?
Sorry, sir
Red Windsor?
Normally, sir, yes, today the van broke down
Ah, Stilton?
Sorry
Ementhal, Gruyere?
No Any Norweigan Jarlsburg, per chance?
No Lipta?
No Lancashire?
No White Stilton?
No Danish Brew?
No Double Goucester?
No Cheshire?
No Dorset Bluveny?
No Brie, Roquefort, Pol le Veq
Port Salut, Savoy Aire
Saint Paulin, Carrier de lest
Bres Bleu, Bruson?
No Camenbert, perhaps?
Ah, we have Camenbert, yes, sir
You do, excellent
Yes, sir, it’s, ah, it’s a bit runny
Oh, I like it runny
Well, it’s very runny, actually, sir
No matter, fetch hither
The fromage de la Belle France, mwah
I think it’s a bit runnier
Than you’ll like it, sir
I don’t care how fucking runny it is Hand it over with all speed
Oh!
What now?
The cat’s eaten it Has he?
She, sir
Gouda?
No Edam?
No Case Ness?
No Smoked Austrian?
No Japanese Sage Darby?
No, sir
You do have some cheese, do you?
Of course, sir, it’s a cheese shop, sir, we’ve got
No, no, don’t tell me, I’m keen to guess
Fair enough
Uh, Wensleydale?
Yes
Ah, well, I’ll have some of that
Oh, I thought you were talking to me, sir
Mister Wensleydale, that’s my name
Greek Feta?
Uh, not as such
Uuh, Gorgonzola?
No Parmesan?
No Mozarella?
No Paper Cramer?
No Danish Bimbo?
No Czech sheep’s milk?
No Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?
Not today, sir, no Aah, how about Cheddar?
Well, we don’t get much call for it around here, sir
Not much call, it’s the single most
Popular cheese in the world
Not 'round here, sir
And what is the most
Popular cheese 'round here?
Illchester, sir
Is it?
Oh, yes, it’s staggeringly
Popular in this manusquire
Is it?
It’s our number one best seller, sir
I see, uh, Illchester, eh Right, sir?
All right, okay, have you got any?
He asked expecting the answer 'No'
I’ll have a look, sir, umh, no It’s not much of a cheese shop, is it?
Finest in the district
Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please
Well, it’s so clean, sir
It’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese
You haven’t asked me about Limburger, sir
Is it worth it?
Could be Have you, shut that bloody bazouki up Told you sir
Have you got any Limburger?
No Figures, predictable, really I suppose
It was an act of purest optimism
To have posed the question in the first place
Tell me?
Yes, sir
Have you, in fact, got any cheese here at all?
Yes, sir
Really?
No, not really, sir
You haven’t?
No, sir, not a scrap
I was deliberately
Wasting your time, sir
Well, I’m sorry, but I’m going
To have to shoot you
Right-o, sir
What a senseless waste of human life
Traduction des paroles
Bon Matin
Matin, sir
Bienvenue au National Cheese Emporium
Ah, merci, mon bon homme
Que puis-je faire pour vous, monsieur?
Eh bien, j'étais assis dans la bibliothèque publique de
Sur la rue thurmon tout à l'heure
Écrémage à travers Rogue Herrys par Hugh Walpole
Et je suis soudainement venu tout picorer
Un petit creux, Monsieur?
Esuriant
Hein
"Ee, ah wor" ungry-loike
Ah, faim
En un mot, et j'ai pensé
Pour moi, un peu de caillé fermenté fera l'affaire
J'ai donc réduit mes activités de Walpoling
Sillonné et infiltré votre place
De l'approvisionnement pour négocier la vente
De certains comestibles ringards
Revenir
Je veux acheter du fromage
Je croyais que tu te plaignais
A propos du Joueur bazouki
Oh, Dieu ne plaise, je suis celui qui ravit
Dans toutes les manifestations de la muse Terpsichoréenne
Désolé?
"OOO, ah lahk une belle tuune," YER forcé aussi
Donc il peut continuer à jouer, il peut très certainement, maintenant, alors
Du fromage s'il vous plaît, mon brave homme
Certainement, monsieur, que désirez-vous?
Eh bien, eh, Que diriez-vous d'un petit Leicester rouge?
J'ai bien peur qu'on n'ait plus de Red Leicester, Monsieur
Oh, peu importe, comment allez-vous sur Tilsit?
Je crains qu'on n'ait jamais ça à la fin de la semaine
Monsieur, nous obtenons la fraîcheur lundi
Tish tish, peu importe, bien gros yeoman
Quatre onces de Caerphilly, s'il vous plait
C'est sur commande, Monsieur, depuis deux semaines
Je m'y attendais ce matin
C'est pas mon jour de chance, Hein, Bel Paese?
Désolé, sir
Rouge Windsor?
Normalement, monsieur, oui, aujourd'hui, le van rompu
Ah, Stilton?
Désolé
Ementhal, Gruyère?
Pas de Norweigan Jarlsburg, par chance?
Pas De Lipta?
Pas De Lancashire?
Pas De Stilton Blanc?
Pas De Danois Infusion?
Pas De Double Goucester?
Pas De Cheshire?
Pas De Dorset Bluveny?
Pas de Brie, Roquefort, Pol le Veq
Port Salut, Savoie Aire
Saint Paulin, Transporteur de lest
Bres De Bleu, De Bruson?
Pas de Camenbert, peut-être?
Ah, nous avons Camenbert, oui, monsieur
Vous n', excellent
Oui, monsieur, c'est, ah, c'est un peu coulant
Oh, j'aime ça qui coule
Eh bien, c'est très liquide, en fait, sir
Peu importe, va chercher ici
Droit-o, sir
Quel gâchis insensé de la vie humaine