Description
Remixer: Andruss
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Charles Aznavour
Composer Lyricist: Jacques Plante
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bohemia de París, alegre, loca y gris, de un tiempo ya pasado, en donde en un desván, con traje de cancán, posabas para mí.
Y yo con devoción, pintaba con pasión tu cuerpo fatigado, hasta el amanecer, a veces sin comer y siempre sin dormir.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era el amor, felicidad.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era una flor de nuestra edad.
Debajo de un quinqué, la mesa del café, feliz nos reunía, hablando sin cesar, soñando con llegar la gloria a conseguir.
Y cuando algún pintor hallaba un comprador y un lienzo le vendía, solíamos gritar, comer y pasear alegres por París.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era jurada, te vi y te amé.
La bohemia, la bohemia, yo junto a ti triunfar podré.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era el amor, felicidad.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era una flor y al fin murió.
La bohemia, la bohemia, era jurada, te vi y te amé.
La bohemia, la bohemia, yo junto a ti triunfar podré.
English translation
Bohemian Paris, happy, crazy and gray, from a time long past, where in an attic, in a can-can suit, you posed for me.
And I, with devotion, painted your tired body with passion, until dawn, sometimes without eating and always without sleeping.
The bohemian, the bohemia, was love, happiness.
Bohemia, bohemia, was a flower of our age.
Under a lamp, the coffee table, we were happily gathered together, talking incessantly, dreaming of achieving the glory to be achieved.
And when a painter found a buyer and sold a canvas to him, we used to shout, eat and walk happily around Paris.
The bohemia, the bohemia, was sworn, I saw you and I loved you.
The bohemian, the bohemian, I will be able to succeed with you.
The bohemian, the bohemia, was love, happiness.
The bohemia, the bohemia, was a flower and finally it died.
The bohemia, the bohemia, was sworn, I saw you and I loved you.
The bohemian, the bohemian, I will be able to succeed with you.