CHOEUR (tr\u00e8s press\u00e9 et comme se chevauchant)
\nCraie et silex et herbe et craie et silex
\nEt silex et poussi\u00e8re et craie et silex
\nHerbe, herbe et silex et craie, silex et craie
\n(ralenti)
\nSilex, silex et craie
\nEt craie et silex
\nEt craie…<\/p>\n
UNE VOIX
\nQuelque part entre l\u2019Hay-les-Roses
\nEt Bourg-la-Reine et Antony
\nEntre les roses de l\u2019Hay
\nEntre Clamart et Antony<\/p>\n
CHOEUR (tr\u00e8s rythm\u00e9)
\nCraie et silex – craie et silex
\nEt craie
\nEt silex et craie et silex et craie
\nEt silex<\/p>\n
UNE VOIX
\nEntre les roses de l\u2019Hay
\nEt les arbres de Clamart
\nAvez-vous vu la sir\u00e8ne
\nLa sir\u00e8ne d\u2019Antony
\nQui chantait \u00e0 Bourg-la-Reine
\nEt qui chante encore \u00e0 Fresnes.<\/p>\n
CHOEUR
\nSol de Compi\u00e8gne!
\nTerre grasse et cependant st\u00e9rile
\nTerre de silex et de craie
\nDans ta chair
\nNous marquons l\u2019empreinte de nos semelles
\nPour qu\u2019un jour la pluie de printemps
\nS\u2019y repose comme l\u2019oeil d\u2019un oiseau
\nEt refl\u00e8te le ciel, le ciel de Compi\u00e8gne
\nAvec tes images et tes astres
\nLourd de souvenirs et de r\u00eaves
\nPlus dur que le silex
\nPlus docile que la craie sous le couteau<\/p>\n
UNE VOIX
\n\u00c0 Paris pr\u00e8s de Bourg-la-Reine
\nJ\u2019ai laisse seules mes amours
\nAh! que les bercent les sir\u00e8nes
\nJe dors tranquille, oh! mes amours
\nEt je cueille, \u00e0 l\u2019Hay, les roses
\nQue je vous porterai un jour
\nAlourdies de parfums et de r\u00eaves
\nEt, comme vos paupi\u00e8res, \u00e9closes
\nAu clair soleil d\u2019une vie moins br\u00e8ve
\nPleine d\u2019\u00e9clairs comme un silex,
\nLumineuse comme la craie<\/p>\n
CHOEUR (altern\u00e9)
\nEt craie et silex et silex et craie
\nSol de Compi\u00e8gne!
\nSol fait pour la marche
\nEt la longue station des arbres,
\nSol de Compi\u00e8gne!
\nPareil \u00e0 tous les sols du monde,
\nSol de Compi\u00e8gne!
\nUn jour nous secouerons notre poussi\u00e8re
\nSur ta poussi\u00e8re
\nEt nous partirons en chantant.<\/p>\n
UNE VOIX
\nNous partirons en chantant
\nEn chantant vers nos amours
\nLa vie est br\u00e8ve et bref le temps.<\/p>\n
AUTRE VOIX
\nRien n\u2019est plus beau que nos amours<\/p>\n
AUTRE VOIX
\nNous laisserons notre poussi\u00e8re
\nDans la poussi\u00e8re de Compi\u00e8gne
\n(scand\u00e9)
\nEt nous emporterons nos amours
\nNos amours qu\u2019il nous en souvienne<\/p>\n
CHOEUR
\nQu\u2019il nous en souvienne.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[179],"poems-book":[669],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[655],"class_list":["post-14557","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-179","poems-book-ce-coeur-qui-haissait-la-guerre","poete-robert-desnos"],"yoast_head":"\n