Skip to content
Lyric
Dive
Public playlists
My playlists
Search
Sign in
The Sad Tale of the Beauxhommes
David Jennings
Popularity ยท Low
+
๐ฌ๐ง English ยท Original
0
0
Listen
YouTube
1
2
3
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Original
Translation
Bilingual
The Sad Tale of the Beauxhommes.
A history lesson!
The boy's name was Daniel. Daniel
Beauxhomme. A boy from another world.
Another people. A people descended for the
French.
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Some say...
Four generations past
In the time of Napoleon
There came to this island
A Frenchman, Armand.
Armand!
Armand!
And he built a great fortune
And he built a grand mansion
And he wed a fine lady
So pale and so blonde
Armand!
But Armand took his pleasure
With the women who served him
Black peasant girls from
The village beyond
Armand!
And the loveliest one
Bore the Frenchman a son
Such a fine peasant son
For Armand!
A beautiful child.
The pale color
of coffee mixed with cream.
The beautiful one, the beautiful son
Beauxhomme
They named him:
Beauxhomme
The beautiful one, the beautiful son
Beauxhomme
And the boy grew to be a man
And the great war began.
Blacks fought against French
And the hated Napoleon
They fought for their island
And finally won
We Won!
We Won!
We Won!
And Armand sailed for France
By the seat of his pants
Driven out by his beautiful son!
The beautiful
One
The beautiful
Son
Beauxhomme,
Beauxhomme
What was his
is now mine!
The Beautiful
One
The beautiful
Son
Beauxhomme!
Beauxhomme!
But Armand left behind a terrible,
terrible curse.
I curse my son
I curse my only son!
I curse his sons
All of his sons!
Generations
All Beauxhomme yet unborn!
In advance
Your black blood
will keep you
forever on this
island...
While your hearts
yearn forever
for France!
The unlucky one, the unlucky son
Beauxhomme, Beauxhomme.
From bad blood to worse
The name of the curse:
Beauxhomme.
The despise us for our blackness,
It reminds them where they're from
The sad, sad tale
Of the Beauxhomme!
Beauxhomme!
Tonton, he needs me! Without me, he'll die!
He will not want you, Ti Moune!
Please, Mama. Please Tonton. Give me your
blessing and let me go. I will go to him!
ย