Madame Tracy Chapman<\/p>\n
<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><strong>The Times They Are A-Changin\u2019<\/strong>, par Bob Dylan<\/p>\n<p>Come gather \u2019round people<br \/>\nWherever you roam<br \/>\nAnd admit that the waters<br \/>\nAround you have grown<br \/>\nAnd accept it that soon<br \/>\nYou\u2019ll be drenched to the bone<br \/>\nIf your time to you is worth savin\u2019<br \/>\nThen you better start swimmin\u2019 or you\u2019ll sink like a stone<br \/>\nFor the times they are a-changin\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Come writers and critics<br \/>\nWho prophesize with your pen<br \/>\nAnd keep your eyes wide<br \/>\nThe chance won\u2019t come again<br \/>\nAnd don\u2019t speak too soon<br \/>\nFor the wheel\u2019s still in spin<br \/>\nAnd there\u2019s no tellin\u2019 who that it\u2019s namin\u2019<br \/>\nFor the loser now will be later to win<br \/>\nFor the times they are a-changin\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Come senators, congressmen<br \/>\nPlease heed the call<br \/>\nDon\u2019t stand in the doorway<br \/>\nDon\u2019t block up the hall<br \/>\nFor he that gets hurt<br \/>\nWill be he who has stalled<br \/>\nThere\u2019s a battle outside and it is ragin\u2019<br \/>\nIt\u2019ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls<br \/>\nFor the times they are a-changin\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Come mothers and fathers<br \/>\nThroughout the land<br \/>\nAnd don\u2019t criticize<br \/>\nWhat you can\u2019t understand<br \/>\nYour sons and your daughters<br \/>\nAre beyond your command<br \/>\nYour old road is rapidly agin\u2019<br \/>\nPlease get out of the new one if you can\u2019t lend your hand<br \/>\nFor the times they are a-changin\u2019<\/p>\n<p>The line it is drawn<br \/>\nThe curse it is cast<br \/>\nThe slow one now<br \/>\nWill later be fast<br \/>\nAs the present now<br \/>\nWill later be past<br \/>\nThe order is rapidly fadin\u2019<br \/>\nAnd the first one now will later be last<br \/>\nFor the times they are a-changin\u2019<\/p>\n<p><strong>Les Temps Changent<\/strong>, traduction par Hugues Aufray<\/p>\n<p>O\u00f9 que vous soyez, accourez braves gens.<br \/>\nL’eau commence \u00e0 monter, soyez plus clairvoyants.<br \/>\nAdmettez que, bient\u00f4t, vous serez submerg\u00e9s<br \/>\nEt que si vous valez la peine d’\u00eatre sauv\u00e9s, <\/p>\n<p>Il est temps maintenant d’apprendre \u00e0 nager<br \/>\nCar le monde et les temps changent. <\/p>\n<p>Et vous, les gens de lettres dont la plume est d’or,<br \/>\nOuvrez tout grands vos yeux car il est temps encore.<br \/>\nLa roue de la fortune est en train de tourner<br \/>\nEt nul ne sait encore o\u00f9 elle va s’arr\u00eater.<br \/>\nLes perdants d’hier vont peut-\u00eatre gagner<br \/>\nCar le monde et les temps changent. <\/p>\n<p>Vous, les p\u00e8res et les m\u00e8res de tous les pays,<br \/>\nNe critiquez plus car vous n’avez pas compris.<br \/>\nVos enfants ne sont plus sous votre autorit\u00e9.<br \/>\nSur vos routes anciennes, les pav\u00e9s sont us\u00e9s.<br \/>\nMarchez sur les nouvelles ou bien restez cach\u00e9s<br \/>\nCar le monde et les temps changent. <\/p>\n<p>Messieurs les d\u00e9put\u00e9s, \u00e9coutez maintenant.<br \/>\nN’encombrez plus le hall de propos dissonants.<br \/>\nSi vous n’avancez pas, vous serez d\u00e9pass\u00e9s<br \/>\nCar les fen\u00eatres craquent et les murs vont tomber.<br \/>\nC’est la grande bataille qui va se livrer<br \/>\nCar le monde et les temps changent. <\/p>\n<p>Et le sort et les d\u00e9s maintenant sont jet\u00e9s<br \/>\nCar le pr\u00e9sent bient\u00f4t sera d\u00e9j\u00e0 pass\u00e9.<br \/>\nUn peu plus chaque jour, l’ordre est boulevers\u00e9.<br \/>\nCeux qui attendent encore vont bient\u00f4t arriver.<br \/>\nLes premiers d’aujourd’hui, demain, seront les derniers<br \/>\nCar le monde et les temps changent.<\/p>\n<p>Petit clin d’oeil \u00e0 ma langue maternelle :<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"700\" height=\"394\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Y-Yuxy4fmOg\" frameborder=\"0\" gesture=\"media\" 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