“I'll sing this song now and that will get it over and done with. Early on in the evening and that'll give you a chance to forget.”
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An intro from Jake: I want to finish off with a good song. Erm I, I won't tell you what the song is about. I'm singing it in French and then I shall go home; you'll have to guess. Beautiful song: simple, artless, well-made, French. And on another occasion Jake said: Er, you know Mr Willis is always saying "Songs for kids," for kids; er, here's a song that I've er, just in the last minute persuaded the director to let me sing, and the next guest we'll be talking to, Mr Matthews, knows this song. It's not in my language and I didn't write it, it's a song by a Frenchman whose name is Georges Brassens. Georges Brassens, well, is one of the best of all songwriters and he's little known in this country; it's a shame. Here's a small song of his, it's a little artless thing: he's taking the piss out of French folk singing and folk singing generally but he doesn't hammer them: what he does is to write something even better than other folks. And the story is this: A young man is wandering in, in a forest and he comes to a fountain and there's a lady bathing herself, naked, and suddenly her clothes are blown clean off, clean away, she can’t find them. She begs the young man could he gather, I don't know flowers, leaves, so she can keep her modesty; and he does, and she's that thrilled that she embraces him and he responds so passionately that the leaves blow away again and she sinks to her knees and you can hear her again naked in the fountain, and she's praying for more gusts of wind in the world. |